Xue Fanxin made a few sides and placed them on the table. "Everyone, come and eat. There's no need to be polite or reserved."
"Can… Can I really eat it?" A Black Shadow Guard stared at the hot porridge and dishes on the table. He was barely enduring his desires. He looked at Heiyue, hoping to obtain a satisfactory answer from her.
Heiyue knew that everyone was suffering. It was rare to see food, so she couldn't care less. "The Consort cooked for everyone. Don't worry and eat it."
The guards immediately sat down, picked up their chopsticks, and 'snatched' a bowl of porridge. With a few gulps, the bowl was empty. Then, they snatched the dishes and wolfed them down like hungry ghosts.
"Slow down. Don't choke. If it's not enough, I'll make more." Xue Fanxin did not expect such a reaction. Her heart ached when she saw them. There were only a few bowls of porridge left in the pot. Heiyue had not eaten any, so she planned to make more.
