“Bang!”
Outside the duty room, Fu Qingyun heard the sound and could not help but walk over. He knocked on the door in a gentlemanly manner and said, “Miss Ning Ning, are you alright? Do you need help?”
Xiao Ning’s face froze.
She took a deep breath and forced back her tears. “No, I’m Fine!”
Fu Qingyun said, “Are you hungry? We’re not eating noodles for breakfast. Let’s change it up a little, huh?”
Xiao Ning snorted and did not dare to say anything. She was afraid of revealing her anger.
When she came out of the room, the breakfast that Fu Qingyun had prepared was already on the coffee table.
There was a white porcelain bowl, celadon bone chopsticks, a bowl of lotus-scented glutinous rice porridge, a plate of mixed vegetables and a small plate of spicy pickles.
It had a light zen feeling, spicy, fresh and fragrant, and had all the colors and tastes.
Xiao Ning looked at it and her index finger moved. This was the essence of the empire’s traditional breakfast!
