Hua Manman hadn't been poisoned to death, but she was close to eating herself to death.
She had simply eaten far too much for breakfast.
So much so that she was still hiccuping incessantly when she sat down in the carriage.
The interior of the Prince Zhao Mansion's carriage was quite spacious. Fruits and refreshments were arranged on a low table, and tendrils of smoke drifted from an incense burner.
Li Ji leaned back against a soft pillow, his wide sleeves draped at his sides. His long, narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him a lazy air.
He watched Hua Manman's incessant hiccuping, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"You could have eaten a bit more, you know. Just enough to eat yourself to death. Then you could have fulfilled your wish of dying on a full stomach."
Hua Manman asked between hiccups, "How did Your Highness know I wanted to die on a full stomach?"
Instead of answering, Li Ji retorted, "Isn't it obvious?"
Hua Manman: "..."
