Ye Suhuan ordered, "Someone, take these into the ice cellar."
Before his words fell, a close Guard walked in, took the tray from Shen Chuwei's hands, and then stepped out.
Shen Chuwei wiped her hands with a handkerchief and glanced at Ye Suhuan standing in front of her, wondering if she was supposed to wait here the whole time.
"Prince," she asked on the surface, while her heart screamed inside, praying that he would go back and wait there, "How many hours do you plan to wait here?"
As if seeing through her thoughts, Ye Suhuan did not insist on staying nor did he ask for anything else.
"When it's ready, send it to my palace."
Shen Chuwei offered a slight smile, "No problem."
Ye Suhuan stared at her for quite some time, focusing on the trace of a smile that was drawn from the corners of her mouth, wishing he would leave immediately.
Shen Chuwei's smile was becoming somewhat strained, yet Ye Suhuan still did not leave. "Is there anything else, Prince?" she asked.