Baizhi, carrying a small, exquisite hamper, looked a little gloomy.

Baiji and Baishao were hanging the eiderdowns used in winter, out to dry, under the eaves.

"What happened to you? You didn't eat your fill this morning? I thought I saw you eating five meat buns!"

Baiji smiled and pinched Baizhi's chubby face.

"It's been five or six days since the last time the Prince came to see Master. I shouldn't have put in a good word for him, to ...