"Imperial Father, Gun Gun is hungry, you only just arrived!" the Fifth Prince complained.
The evening meal was indeed a bit late today.
"It's Father's fault for making Gun Gun go hungry, let's eat now. Tell Father, what did your Mother ask the Imperial Kitchen to make? Are there any meatballs that Gun Gun loves?" Fourth Master said, smiling as he pinched the Fifth Prince's nose.
"Yes! Does Imperial Father also eat meatballs?" the Fifth Prince asked with wide eyes.
"Don't worry, Father won't fight you for them," Fourth Master laughed.
The Fifth Prince chuckled happily; he might not understand what embarrassment was, he just felt like laughing.
Fourth Master found him adorable, stroked his head, and carried him straight to the outer room.
In the outer room, the dinner had already been laid out on the table.
Ye Zao felt like having noodles, so she had the Imperial Kitchen make chicken soup with dragon's beard noodles.
