January 16th.
The sky is azure blue, with leisurely white clouds.
Qingmei was drying flowers in the yard and turned to glance at Bai Zhi'er.
She discovered Bai Zhi'er sitting alone at the table, muttering to an empty tabletop.
Qingmei sighed.
"Xiao Mei~" Chu Ping popped his head in with a smile, walked into the yard, and handed over the food box.
"These are dumplings my mother made by hand, she insisted I bring them for you to try. Take a break and eat them later, they're your favorite mushroom and fresh meat."
Qingmei held the food box, her face full of sadness: "I don't even have the heart to eat."
Chu Ping quickly asked: "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell me! I'll go sort it out for you!"
Qingmei tugged at him: "Keep your voice down, don't let the Princess hear you."
Chu Ping was stunned for a moment, his spirit rampant just now, but as soon as he heard it was related to the Princess, he immediately became subdued.
"Xiao Mei, did the Princess punish you?"
