Changyu was reluctant to leave. Seeing everyone else getting up, she hesitated for a moment but couldn't help stepping forward to stare at the piece of venison still roasting on the rack.
Mingda had already put down her plate and reached out to pull her, saying, "Let's go quickly, these can be left for the servants to clean up."
Tears welled up in Changyu's heart. Seeing many people turning back to look at her, she had no choice but to put down her plate and follow along.
She still couldn't let it go even after lunch, feeling very sad. While venison wasn't hard to come by in the palace, roasted venison, especially when personally grilled while sitting alongside, was rare, even rarer than seeing Yang Heshu.
With a gloomy expression, Changyu could only steal another glance at Yang Heshu before getting on the carriage, although it did little to heal her heart.
