Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, "We can have the kitchen pick some plum blossoms to make pastries. They'll be ready to eat tomorrow morning."
Cheng Lang nodded eagerly. He had originally wanted to put on airs and go pick a few blossoms himself, but the cold was too biting and he did not want to freeze his hands. So he gave up on the idea.
The two took a walk through the back garden to digest their meal. They wandered for over an hour before returning to the main hall. The round-faced, almond-eyed girl who had been chatting with Cheng Lang earlier teased them with a smile, "It's freezing outside! You two actually walked around for so long. Were your hearts burning so hot that even twenty-below weather didn't matter?"
Qin Mu remained expressionless and impassive.
Cheng Lang grinned. "The plum blossoms in the plum garden are blooming beautifully. Why not pick some and make plum blossom cakes? We can eat them tomorrow morning."
The others looked at one another. The round-faced, almond-eyed girl could not help reminding him, "You absolutely must not set your sights on that plum grove. It's Great-Grandfather's most treasured possession. No one is allowed to touch it."
Cheng Lang had not known that. Slightly startled, he looked at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu said sternly, "It's fine. I want plum blossom cakes."
No one said anything after hearing that. After all, Qin Mu was the first in line to inherit the Qin Family's main branch. Though he had a cold temperament and had grown up away from the family, his place in Old Master Qin's heart was ultimately different. He could do what others could not. He could pick the plum blossoms others were forbidden to