Just as Zhao Yao returned to Prince Han's mansion, the housekeeper informed him that a letter had arrived from the capital, along with some gifts.
Zhao Yao looked surprised, "Pastries? When were they sent?" How could his mother send pastries to him without worrying they'd go bad on the way to Swamp Prefecture?
The housekeeper replied, "They arrived just yesterday."
"Are they still edible?" It takes at least five to six days from the capital to Swamp Prefecture, and a day has passed since their arrival, making it seven or eight days. Aren't the pastries already spoiled?
"Your Highness, the pastries were kept chilled when they arrived, and yesterday I stored them in an icebox, so they should be fine," the housekeeper asked, "Do you want to eat them now? I can have the pastries heated."
Zhao Yao reminisced a little about the pastries made by Lady Liang, "Alright, go ahead and warm them up."
"Yes, Your Highness," the housekeeper added, "Your bath is also prepared."
