Xia Siheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "So you really are each using your own family titles!"
Liu Wan laughed. "This is already the best outcome. The arrangement we discussed earlier was even more outrageous!"
"Oh? What was it?" Xia Siheng could not help being curious.
Liu Wan said wistfully, "I call her my fifth niece, and she calls me her little sister!"
Xia Siheng: ...
"Your Highness, Princess Consort, the meal is ready," a kitchen hand stepped forward and reported.
Liu Wan glanced at him and realized he was the kitchen hand who had helped them set Ruyun up that night.
He seemed quite quick-witted, too.
"What's your name?" Liu Wan asked.
"Princess Consort, this servant is called Chen Huan. I used to cut firewood in the Capital Outskirts. After making enough deliveries to the Prince's Manor, I became acquainted with the fellow who chopped wood in the Back Kitchen. That was how I got the opportunity to enter the Prince's Manor. But ever since I came here, I've remained at the very bottom, fetching water and chopping wood. The only people I've associated with are the fellows who split wood and tend the fires alongside me."
That was an exceedingly well-worded speech.
In one stroke, he had distanced himself from Ruyun's former confidants.
It seemed he had ideas and schemes of his own.
Liu Wan looked at Xia Siheng. "Your Highness, Chen Huan showed his quick wits when he helped us back then, but he still hasn't received a reward. Since the position of Back Kitchen steward is vacant, why not let him try?"
Xia Siheng had seen it all, but he still felt this man was not as honest and guileless as Qing Da.
He had only hesitated for the briefest moment.
Chen Huan immediately dropped to his