In the kitchen of a courtyard in the Xiao Mansion, Zhou Ruoxi was cooking while her maid, Cuicui, assisted her.
Normally, Zhou Ruoxi would only make one or two dishes to eat with Cuicui. After all, it was just the two of them, and they didn't eat much.
Today, however, the spread of dishes was bountiful.
Because Zhou Ruoxi knew that once her son returned to the capital, he would certainly come home for a meal.
"Mother... I'm home."
Just as the sun began to set, Xiao Mo's voice drifted from outside the courtyard.
Hearing her son's voice, Zhou Ruoxi quickly plated the food from the wok, wiped her hands, and rushed outside. "Mo'er, you're back! And the Princess is here too."
"Aunt Zhou..."
Qin Siyao curtsied, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
"Mo'er, why don't you have the Princess take a seat? The food will be ready in a moment," Zhou Ruoxi said with a gentle smile.
