The servants brought over fine tea and pastries.
"Princess, please try the Ruyi Cake from our Duke Mansion, I have loved it since I was a child," Xie Ruiyao said enthusiastically, her 16-year-old age also exhibiting a naive and cheerful disposition.
"Alright," Ye Qichi nodded.
She habitually brought the pastry to her nose for a light sniff before slowly placing it in her mouth.
The soft, sticky, and sweet taste melted immediately upon entering her mouth, truly exceptional.
"Do you like it?" Xie Ruiyao asked.
"It's very tasty."
"I knew the Princess would like it," Xie Ruiyao, overjoyed by the praise, exclaimed.
If one did not know her true nature, one would indeed be deceived by her seemingly innocent appearance.
"Sister, you eat too," Xie Ruiyao hurriedly invited Xie Ruotong, "When you were little, didn't you also love the Ruyi Cake from our mansion? There was a time when grandmother would cry whenever she saw Ruyi Cake; thankfully you've come back, coming back is good..."
