Picking up the Eighth Prince and placing him on the Noble Consort couch, the Fourth Master looked at Ye Zao, "Aren't you going to ask me what I don't understand?"
"No need to ask, because I know His Majesty will say it himself," Ye Zao said slyly.
The Fourth Master shook his head, "Really."
"Bring some sweets for the Eighth Prince and... His Majesty to eat. If we don't coax them, they'll be very upset," Ye Zao said with a twinkle in her eye.
The Fourth Master laughed helplessly, this fox was teasing him.
However, with the sweets brought in, the Eighth Prince genuinely forgot all about the earlier incident.
A small soft milk and sugar cake was on the plate. After washing his little hands, he grabbed it and ate it himself.
He took two bites at a time, not afraid of choking.
His little mouth chomping away made one just want to give him a kiss.
Ye Zao really couldn't restrain herself and gave him several kisses.
This left the Eighth Prince looking quite helpless.
