Feng Wuyou came over holding a cup of tea and placed it in front of the Emperor, "Father, please have some tea."
Susu's milky voice called out, "Momma, I want some Cake."
"Alright, Momma will have someone prepare it." Feng Wuyou said with a smile, turning her head to instruct Little Guizi, "Go prepare some pastries."
"Yes." Little Guizi trotted off, and when he returned, he brought a plate of pastries to the table.
Feng Wuyou gently reminded, "Eat just a little, lunch will be served soon."
"Momma, I know, I'm saving room for meat." Susu happily picked up a piece of pastry from the plate and turned to hand it to the Emperor, "Grandpa, taste."
"Thank you, Susu." The Emperor took the pastry with delight.
Susu then reached into the plate again, took another piece of pastry and extended it toward Jun Moqing, her tiny body almost sprawled on the table, "Great-grandpa, taste."
"Thank you, Susu." Like the Emperor, Jun Moqing also happily took the pastry from Susu's small hand.