C451 Stir-frying

The sunlight was not bad. Qin Zixia was wearing a fluffy nightgown as she lay on the Imperial Consort's chair in Su Yun'er's room, on top of which were set fruit pastries. Su Yun'er was holding a brush and painting at the side, her slender fingers pinching a brush.

As if she had suddenly returned to the past, Jiang Yao was eating in a daze, Su Yun'er was embroidering, and on the lawn downstairs