Tang Qingxue watched as Yeh Sha's face became more and more unsightly, realizing that her words had already taken effect. She had learned how to observe facial expressions, knowing that continuing might backfire. Just then, Ah Qian brought in the late-night snack. Tang Qingxue stepped forward to take the snack and walked over to Yeh Sha's side...
"The matters of the state are beyond the understanding of a woman like me. What I said earlier was just casual talk, don't take it to heart. Come, drink this nutritious porridge! It's good for your health. Look at you, worrying about national affairs every day; your hair is turning white."
Tang Qingxue's voice was gentle and soft, which made Yeh Sha feel comfortable. He picked up the bowl of porridge and took a sip. Suddenly, he frowned and slowly spat the porridge into the trash bin.
"What is this taste, why is it so unpleasant?"
