"Already eaten, Uncle Li." Mu Yuanxiu smiled slightly, "I've brought some zongzi leaves for you."
The Princess Consort Luling said with embarrassment, "You have such perfect timing. It just so happens that we haven't wrapped the zongzi yet, so it's really useful."
After spending more time together, the Princess Consort Luling no longer disliked Mu Yuanxiu.
Instead, she thought this young man was quite impressive, not wandering the streets to beg for food, having the courage to live alone on the mountain, hunting and digging herbs to support himself—he was a clever person.
The Second Princess said with a smile, "I know how to wrap zongzi. I'll go soak the rice now."
She took the zongzi leaves, laughed, and ran to the kitchen.
Prince Luling pulled Mu Yuanxiu to sit down for some idle chatter.
