Zhu Yu suppressed a laugh as she took the piece of pastry from Lu Qing's hand.
During her time living in the Prince Shuo Mansion, these things were something she often got to eat, neither liking nor disliking them, just finding them not unpleasant.
But now, perhaps because she hadn't eaten well in the past few days, this pastry did seem to have become more delicious.
The pastries were tasty, the tea was fragrant, and the five of them finally smoothly entered the Prince Shuo Mansion. Now being able to sit calmly on a chair and rest for a while was quite enjoyable.
Initially, Zhu Yu's mood was filled with a bit of apprehension, wondering what Zhu Cheng's reaction would be when he saw her later.
In the past, among Zhu Cheng's daughters, not to mention herself, who was a concubine's daughter not given much attention, even the most favored sole legitimate daughter, Zhu Ning, wouldn't have dared to quietly sneak back home in such a revised disguise after an imperial marriage command.
