Jiang Lai was unconcerned.
"My husband is quite uninteresting; since you don't like this, I won't do it next time."
Under Luoyang's scrutiny, Murong Dun couldn't enjoy his meal.
Although he secretly delighted in this marital banter, he could never show it in front of Luoyang.
After all, his true love was Luoyang, and everything he was doing now was just an act.
Halfway through the meal, Murong Dun left, citing busy official duties as the reason.
Xiao Lian assisted Jiang Lai in washing her hands and instructed the servants to tidy up the table.
"Xiao Lian, go to the kitchen and prepare some cooling porridge to send to the Prince."
After Xiao Lian left, only Jiang Lai and Luoyang remained in the courtyard.
Luoyang, never having served as a maid, moved cautiously, seeing Jiang Lai sigh, she handed over a cup of tea.
"Princess, what troubles you?"
"The Prince seems to be distant with me; why did he arrange for you to serve me?"
Luoyang replied without changing her expression.
