Yangtao glanced at her young lady and didn't know how to console her, so she hung her head low.
In the carriage ahead, with Shanmoi and Hailan attending, the food had already been set on the small tea table. It was the stew made at noon and reheated for the evening. Though the taste wasn't great, it was still better than eating pastries.
The rice was wrapped in lotus leaves and lightly roasted over a fire. When opened, the outer lotus leaf was dry, while the rice inside was warm, with a subtle fragrance of lotus leaves when eaten.
Lin Youning was already sitting in the carriage and didn't feel hungry, especially after having had a few pieces of pastry. Thus, her appetite was light, and she only took a small portion of the lotus leaf rice for herself, leaving the rest to Shanmoi and Hailan. As for the meat, which she wasn't particularly fond of, she decided to eat a few more pieces since her older brother had taken special care to have it prepared.
