"Let me pour a cup for Ah Wu, too."
Emperor Wu Su poured another cup of tea.
Ji Qingwu had no choice but to use his teacup as the Emperor personally held it to her lips.
The sight of her cheeks puffing out as she swallowed sparked Emperor Wu Su's interest in feeding her. He proceeded to give her four or five pastries, one after another, along with three more cups of tea.
Ji Qingwu dared not refuse and could only go along with his wishes.
But when it looked like Emperor Wu Su intended to feed her the entire plate, Ji Qingwu patted her round belly.
She said apologetically, "Your Majesty, I can't eat another bite."
Emperor Wu Su reached out to feel for himself. The soft flesh beneath his palm was taut, confirming that she was indeed full.
He praised her with satisfaction. "A good appetite is a blessing. Ah Wu, you have a healthy appetite. You're a truly fortunate person."
Seeing the smile playing on his lips, Ji Qingwu felt that being stuffed to the brim was worth it.
