"These are cherries from the palace. They're not sold on the market. Try them."
It was Xiao Ziyue's voice, very gentle and tactful.
This was not an act. Yu Wan had interacted with Xiao Ziyue before. The other party was indeed a gentle and docile girl.
Zhao Heng said, "Keep it for yourself."
"There's more at home," Xiao Ziyue said.
"I don't like this." Zhao Heng continued to refuse.
It would be strange if he didn't like it, Yu Wan thought.
Xiao Ziyue's voice became even gentler. "Then give it to Aunt Zhao and Miss Zhao."
"I…" Zhao Heng wanted to refuse, but Yu Wan saw Xiao Ziyue stuffed the basket into Zhao Heng's hand.
