บท 237: Chapter 237

"Peony, I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Mudan Hua's train of thought was once again disrupted, and she happily followed her daughter-in-law in search of food.

Helian Zheng stared after the pair, dazed. Finally, he turned blank eyes towards his Eight Valiants: "Am I dreaming?"

But his men ignored him, all staring after Feng Zhiwei with admiration and amazement.

 "Princess Sheng Ying is truly a saint… even the Trumpet Flower failed to break her…"

Only when Mudan Hua finally dug into her sheep's milk and sticky rice cake did the others dare enter the tent — now that the Steppe Queen was focused on her food, she would no longer terrify those around her.

Gu Nanyi quickly approached Feng Zhiwei, Gu Zhixiao in hand. "No milk."