When Ji Jiuhuang arrived in front of her, Dong Huiying, as if offering a reward, fed the little cake she held into Ji Jiuhuang's mouth. The cakes were delightfully aromatic, delightfully sweet, delightfully delicious. Ji Jiuhuang's cheeks were puffed up, full, as she took big bites of the cake, her eyes sparkling brightly, as if they could pop out little stars.
A good person, truly a good person!
Last time, this good person helped her with the medicine, this time, this good person brought her some delicious food. Definitely a good person, not at all like that silver-haired witch!
Her mouth was covered with cake crumbs, yet she foolishly flashed an ingratiating smile. Like a greedy little kitten, it seemed she wanted another piece of cake. But Dong Huiying had no more in her pocket.
Upon seeing this, Prince Meng quickly grabbed a small pouch filled with sweet candies, "Ninth Sister, come?" She beckoned Ji Jiuhuang with a handful of candies.
