On that day, Hongxin indeed went nowhere.
He caught up on sleep in the morning, and in the afternoon, he asked Fu Lai to bring some not-so-urgent official documents to deal with here.
Before dinner, Fucha Clan pondered for a moment, then went into the side room: "Crown Prince."
"Hmm?" Hongxin didn't look up, only responded with a sound.
"Am I disturbing you?" Fucha Clan dared not move closer, knowing that if it were urgent documents, they wouldn't have been brought in here.
But she didn't dare to look either.
"It's nothing, go ahead and speak. I'll be finished soon." Hongxin said.
"I just wanted to ask you about dinner. Should it be served according to the usual rules, or do you have specific preferences? I heard the chef here came from the palace, but the ones in the backyard are not palace-trained. I noticed at lunch that you didn't eat much."
She was worried that the food prepared by the backyard chefs wasn't to the Crown Prince's liking.
