Gu Ziye thought Lu Yuan was so captivated by her makeup that he couldn't control himself.
Lu Yuan let go and said, "Yue'Er, you silly girl. I was afraid you were going to have a wardrobe malfunction!"
Gu Ziye said, a little disappointed, "Hmph! Besides you, who else here would dare to look!"
Hearing their conversation, Su Liyan walked over.
Princess Anqing mediated, "Alright now, we've been busy all day and we're all hungry. Let's not bicker. Let's have the Imperial Kitchen send over something to eat!"
But Gu Ziye didn't want to eat food from the Imperial Kitchen. "We eat their dishes every day," she said. "I'm sick of it."
Compared to the Imperial Kitchen's cuisine, Gu Ziye much preferred the simple, home-cooked food of the common folk.
Seeing that Yue'Er had no appetite, Lu Yuan suggested, "This kind of weather is perfect for hot pot."
Since he'd transmigrated, Lu Yuan hadn't had hot pot once. It didn't seem to be very popular here.
