"These pastries don't seem to be made by the Imperial Kitchen today?"
"Your Majesty, you are truly observant; these were made personally by the Empress."
The eunuch flattered as he spoke, "The Empress consulted with the little divine healer Mu and added a cough suppressant powder to the pastries. After they were made, they had to be checked by the little divine healer Mu."
Baili Yan nodded with relief, "In this palace, only she still has some genuine feelings for me."
After all, she is the wife of his youth, and their feelings are different, much better than those of the consorts in the harem.
Those consorts often send things too, but after a while, they would start to talk about the princes.
They're all grown up, and I'm old, none of them are content anymore.
But before I die, I will make proper arrangements to ensure nothing like what happened to me will happen again.
