A gratified expression appeared on Zhao Huan's face as his two sons voiced their support.
Zhao Yong, his eyes ringed with dark circles, shot Zhao Ci a resentful glare. 'Can't he speak for himself? Does he have to piggyback on everything?'
「A short while later.」
Eunuch Li led a group of eunuchs and Palace Maids in with lunch. As usual, the dishes were simple in appearance, but they were steaming hot and gave off a cozy, familial warmth.
"I've been starving all morning!"
Zhao Ci immediately picked up his bowl. He'd only had a few bites of mushrooms that morning before being poisoned and passing out. The detoxification process seemed to have drained his energy, and he had been starving during the meeting. No wonder Zhu Li had been so hungry as well.
He picked up some food with his chopsticks, mixed it with rice, and shoveled it into his mouth.
Zhao Yong couldn't help but glare at him. "Father Emperor hasn't even picked up his chopsticks yet. Have you no manners?"
