"Is it delicious?" Lian Hua propped her cheek and her lips curled into a sweet smile. Seeing the Emperor enjoying the meal so much filled her with satisfaction, even happier than if she were eating herself.
The Emperor responded with a gentle smile, carefully chewing and swallowing the mouthful of noodles.
He lifted a bite with his chopsticks towards Lian Hua, holding the bowl underneath to catch any drips, and said, "Nannan, would you like to try some?"
It seemed that his Little Concubine hadn't eaten a bite since she woke up, busy preparing everything for him. The Emperor felt a pang of heartache for her.
Leaning on the table, Lian Hua instinctively opened her mouth to accept, then remembered something and shook her head, "Your Majesty, how could I? These noodles were made for you, filled with blessings. If I eat them, it would be taking from your good fortune, which cannot be."
