Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but chuckle softly. She took a small, elegant wooden box out of her little bag and placed it on the table, pushing it towards Shen Yunqing.
The surprise was overwhelming, and someone stared at the box right in front of them, momentarily dumbfounded.
"I had prepared something for you," Jiang Lingxi continued eating contentedly after giving the gift. "You've gotten bold, daring to ask me for something now."
In her past life, courtiers only offered her tributes; no minister dared to ask her for anything directly.
Shen Yunqing reached out to gently touch the edge of the box and heard her playful remark. He spoke in a barely audible voice, "It's only because Your Majesty indulges me."
Luckily, Jiang Lingxi had good hearing and could make out what he said.
Seeing that he was about to stop eating and open the box, she stopped him, saying, "Eat first, or you'll have to wash your hands after touching the ink sticks."