Do I Talk in My Sleep?

"Here, this is for you. It's freshly cooked."

She reached out to Qian Jiyun and stuffed a leaf-wrapped snack into his hands.

Who could live on dry food every day? They had to eat some meat and eggs!

Qian Jiyun unwrapped the leaf and found two shelled eggs, still warm and steaming.

"What about you?" He glanced at her.

"I don't like to eat that," An Jiuyue said calmly.

She was telling the truth. She did not like eating boiled eggs and would not eat them unless she had no other choice.

However, since they were escorting Prince Lei Ting, Qian Jiyun had brought all the guards from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence with him. There were about 500 of them. She could not make egg custard or stir-fry a dish under these circumstances.

"Eat first. I'll give two to Yiyun. Watching her eat dry food like that is agonizing," she said.

"Okay," Qian Jiyun replied.