Recalling the scene from last time in the secret room, where those people in black thought it was haunted, Yun Wanqing was left speechless.
After drinking milk, she lay on the couch, lost in thought, while Lady Yun carried a small tray of food to feed the dogs.
On the way, looking at the untouched food on the plate, Lady Yun hesitated for a moment before picking up a duck tongue to taste.
As soon as she chewed, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, unable to resist wanting to spit it out.
How to describe it? It had no taste whatsoever, no saltiness, no meat flavor, nothing; it wasn't even as good as chewing plain paper.
At least plain paper has a paper flavor.
Enduring the urge to gag, Lady Yun frowned as she swallowed the food in her mouth, heading towards the backyard, where she encountered Yun Zheng halfway.
"Madam, what are you doing?"
Yun Zheng frowned at her, looking puzzled. When had the esteemed Duke Ning Mansion fallen to the point where the lady had to carry trays herself?
