Zhao Yao did not answer Tong Xi's question directly but instead asked back, "What do you think?"
Tong Xi suddenly thought of someone, widened his eyes in shock, and exclaimed, "Your Highness, could it be..."
"Whoever it is doesn't concern us." Zhao Yao's little stomach growled again, "What's delicious for breakfast today?"
"Your Highness, take a guess." Tong Xi deliberately kept him in suspense.
"Guess?" Zhao Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, "Snake soup?"
Tong Xi was surprised that Zhao Yao guessed right and said, "Your Highness, how did you know?"
"So many snakes appeared last night; it would be such a waste to kill them all and throw them away. It's much better to make snake soup." Zhao Yao said, tempted, "Let's go, go and have snake soup."
When Zhao Yao returned to the Fourth Prince's tent, the Fourth Prince and Wei Mian had already set up breakfast.
