He subconsciously walked in the direction of the rising smoke. Just as he reached the door, he saw the master and servant busy in the small kitchen.
Su Yun sat on a small stool behind the stove and started the fire. Song Li stood in front of the stove and skillfully pulled the noodles into strips.
Song Li had been pampered since she was young. After entering the palace, she was an extremely noble empress. How could she have the chance to cook personally? However, at this moment, her movements were fluid, as if she had repeated it countless times.
The water in the pot bubbled. Song Li looked up. "Su Yun, don't add firewood first."
Halfway through her sentence, she paused and looked in the direction of the door. When she saw who it was, her eyes were filled with surprise. "Yu'er?"
Shangguan Yu came back to his senses and cupped his hands. He called out gently, "Mother."
