The Eighth Prince couldn't sit still any longer and got up, walking over with a series of heavy steps.
He then looked up at the Third Princess and then at Ye Zao.
Ye Zao explained, "Your Third Sister feels wronged."
The Eighth Prince thought for a moment, then ran back and pointed to a plate of pastries, looking at Hongxin.
Hongxin understood, smiled, and patted his head, picking up the plate of pastries and handing it to him: "Don't run, walk slowly."
The Eighth Prince nodded, carried the pastries over, and then picked up one and held it high.
He couldn't speak, but his expression was very clear.
Besides, at this age, it didn't matter whether he spoke or not; they could communicate naturally.
The Third Princess was tired from crying and one pastry was enough to calm her down.
So, she timidly reached out to take it.
But she didn't dare; the first thing she did was look at Noble Lady Yuh.
