Murong Zhining sat dispiritedly in the tent lost in thought. Cai Sang had arranged a meal for her, but she wasn’t in the mood to eat.

Cai Sang urged her in a low voice, “Princess, eat a little bit at least. If General comes back and sees you’ve starved yourself thin, he’ll blame me. At least for the sake of your servant, please eat.”

Murong Zhining woke from her trance. “Mm, did the fool eat? Tell Siyao to bring him over and eat together.”

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