"My lady, Second Madam did take some of the new pastries." Qu Moying was embroidering a sachet when Granny Miao came in to report. Her work was sloppy, but she was very attentive in making it.

Putting down the sachet in her hand, Qu Moying thought for a moment, and a faint and cold smirk appeared on her face. "She didn't take many, right?"

"No, just a few pieces. Later, a maid went out and said that she was going to the street to buy some candied fruits to ...