Since she didn't want to acknowledge this older sister, then so be it.
What he was more curious about was how she had made Nanny Gui, who served Empress, insist on this matter to the death.
Thinking of how Ye Beiyao had vomited until he nearly fainted, he curled his lips with amusement. "As for the rest, let our King have fun dealing with it himself."
The more Ye Jinghua thought about it, the more interesting he found the matter.
His heart stirred, and he suddenly felt like meeting that little thing.
"Have the kitchen make several plates of pastries, and roast a chicken too."
"Remember, make them tasty."
If the food was too awful, he wouldn't be able to spoil the little cat's palate.
It wouldn't do if she started eating just anyone's food in the future.
"Yes."
Xun Feng left the Regent's Bedchamber with a wooden expression.
He had thought the Regent was merely interested on a whim and would lose interest in Miss Su Qiao, whose mind seemed both foolish and not foolish, after a couple of days.
He hadn't expected him to want to go to that dilapidated little courtyard again.
And he even looked full of enthusiasm.
*
At noon, it was time to eat.
Su Qiao rubbed her rumbling stomach and walked out of the bedroom.
As expected, there was no sign of the eunuchs or palace maids, as usual.
In broad daylight, it wasn't convenient for Su Qiao to sneak into the Imperial Kitchen to steal food, so she stood there blankly for a while before returning to the room.
She still had two chicken legs.
Her brother hadn't come last night. He had probably gone to procure medicinal ingredients.
Looking at him, she had no idea where he was getting the money.