Who Allowed You to Talk to Me Like This?

Ling Tianyin's expression really couldn't be called happy.

His face was dark and his eyes were unfathomable.

However, Yun Linzhou noticed that he was holding a piece of half-eaten sugar cake in his hand.

The flowing black sesame filling had long dried up and some of it stained Ling Tianyin's fingers.

Empress Zhong waved her hand and the palace maid called Wansi quickly brought a plate over.

Ling Tianyin placed the sugar pastry on it.

Just as Wansi was about to take it away…

"Wait," Ling Tianyin suddenly said. "Leave it here."

He tapped the table beside him.

Wansi was stunned and looked at Empress Zhong from the corner of her eye.

The latter nodded at her calmly.

Only then did Wansi put down the plate.

Before retreating to the side, she couldn't help but take a second look at the sugar cake.

After the black sesame paste dried, it looked dirty.