Of course—
There are no two words more straightforward than this.
Xie Jingchen was at a loss for words for a long while.
Su Jin stifled a laugh on the side, "Stumped, right?"
She was ridiculed for eating pork head meat.
Xingxing couldn't think of a way to help her save face.
Remembering that the Emperor once ate pork intestines at Qingyun Mountain, she deliberately asked the main kitchen for them, letting everyone laugh at her to their heart's content, and then helped her regain the lost face.
From start to finish, Xingxing only thought about her. If she cared more about the Emperor's dignity, she wouldn't have asked for the pork intestines to add fuel to the fire.
Xie Jingchen rubbed his forehead.
He glanced sideways at Su Jin.
This is the Capital City, right under the Emperor's nose.
To not lose face by trampling on the Emperor's dignity, probably only this family would do so.
Moreover—
Xie Jingchen frowned, "Isn't it heaven first, the emperor second, and you third?"
