Han Yu was not in the mood to study due to the beating of gongs and the blowing of horns outside. On the other hand, Lu Zheng was happily eating.
Upon seeing that Han Yu was frowning, there was a faint glint in Lu Zheng's eyes. "Where did Zixiao go? I haven't seen him since this morning. He wasn't present in the morning reading…" he asked inadvertently, interrupting Han Yu's thoughts.
Han Yu came back to his senses and asked him rhetorically, "Have you not seen him either?"
Liu Zheng finished the plate of white cakes and drank a large bowl of hot tea heartily. The chill in his body disappeared completely. "I haven't seen him… This plate of white cakes was his breakfast. He didn't eat it and it has turned cold. It was such a waste, so I cooked it and ate it." Lu Zheng patted his chest to guide the qi down. He gulped down a large bowl of hot tea. The warmth made him feel sleepy.