"Come up and sit."
"?"
Su Qiao stopped in her tracks and looked at the man on the brick bed, completely baffled.
Was he asking what she thought he was asking?
Feng Han said nothing. He merely pointed at the cushion across from the brick table.
Su Dehong was so frightened that he slipped off his chair and knelt on the ground. "My lord! Absolutely not!"
"My granddaughter is just a commoner. She can barely read a few characters, so how could she..."
How could she sit as his equal, on the same brick bed?
If this... if this got out... the whole sky would come crashing down!
Feng Han cast him a cool glance, then swept his eyes over the surrounding guards, eunuchs, and palace maids. "If I, the Overlord, say it's allowed, then it's allowed! Who dares object?"
"This..."
Su Dehong's mind was in complete disarray. He was utterly confused.
Not long ago, the Overlord had looked as though he intended to make trouble for his granddaughter. Su Dehong had been so anxious that he had nearly offered his life in her place. So how had things suddenly...
Su Qiao directly helped the old man up from the floor and back into his chair. "Grandpa, sit tight. It's fine."
Yuan Liu, standing to one side, hurriedly chimed in, "That's right, Old Master. Just do as our master says."
His master valued the old man's granddaughter so highly that he should be burning incense and praying in gratitude. Why was he still so anxious?
"Come up and help me taste these Ruyi Cakes and Peach Blossom Cakes. See how they are."
In the end, Feng Han's heart softened, and he found a reasonable excuse.
"Oh."
Su Qiao remained calm. After walking over, she simply took off her shoes and