He picked up the teacup, smoothly took two sips, and then placed it on the desk. He pulled out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his hands.
The series of actions was as fluid as flowing clouds and moving water, as if he had performed them a thousand times before.
Xia Ruqing also coordinated with him with exceptional tacit understanding.
The two didn't need to exchange a single word; just a glance was enough to understand what the other was thinking.
Xia Ruqing said with a smile, "Emperor, do you always time it just right? You're always so punctual! I still have two soups that haven't been served yet!"
Zhao Junyao looked at her fondly, then glanced over the table full of dishes. He was very pleased.
"It seems I indeed arrived just in time!"
No sooner had he spoken than Little Bun came in from outside, whimpering and cooing. Having just woken up, he was still a bit drowsy in the Wetnurse Nanny's arms.
