"The Emperor and I discussed many matters, so it took a bit longer," he buried his head in the crown of her hair, his voice muffled.
"Have you eaten? I prepared a few dishes," Feng Yueya patted his arm, indicating for him to sit beside her.
"Not yet, have you?" Yun Shangyuan took a seat beside her and asked.
"I ate a little, not very hungry."
In the afternoon, while waiting for him, she was too hungry and had a bowl of bird's nest soup.
Feng Yueya picked up a pair of chopsticks and passed them to him, then poured him a cup of wine.
The two of them hadn't sat down to eat together like this in a long time.
The meal was warm; she had someone reheat it every so often, and by now, the dishes had been warmed until they were nearly softened.
Yun Shangyuan picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and placed it in his mouth, immediately the fragrance filled the air.
"Did you make this?"
"Yes, is it tasty?" Feng Yueya also picked up a piece and tasted it.
