ROTCGIS, Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Two

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Chapter 222:

Return to the Village

The Empress Dowager became curious as well. Her son had been raised in luxury, exposed to countless exquisite things, so it was rare for him to be so agitated. Whatever could make him lose composure must indeed be something extraordinary. She couldn't help but crane her neck, looking at the food box with anticipation.

A palace maid nearby was about to step forward to help, but Helian Rongjiu quickly said, "Don't move. I'll do it myself."

After speaking, he personally lifted the lid of the food box, revealing a round white cream cake, about the size of an adult palm.

"What is this?"

Helian Rongjiu presented the whole thing, picked up a fork from the side, cut a small piece, and handed it to the Empress Dowager.

"Mother, give it a try. It's called a cake. This thing in my hand is called a fork. I've tasted it beforehand, and it's delicious."

The Empress Dowager had never seen such a treat. She took the fork hesitantly, not used to it, but eventually put it directly into her mouth.

Helian Rongjiu looked at her expectantly, "Mother, how is it?"

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The Empress Dowager widened her eyes in astonishment, "Not bad. What kind of snack is this? It's so delicious."

She started to eat eagerly, completely forgetting her usual dignified demeanor.

"I heard it's called cream cake."

Cake? A pastry made with eggs? The name was simple and easy to understand.

"What is cream?"

Helian Rongjiu shook his head, "This white layer should be cream. She didn't specify what it's made of, but it tastes sweet, probably milk mixed with sugar."

The Empress Dowager nodded, quickly finishing what was on the plate. Satisfied, she said, "Not bad, very delicious. What about this thing called a fork? It's quite convenient. Where did you find it?"

"From a friend's house."

Knowing that her son liked to travel incognito, the Empress Dowager smiled and said, "Indeed, it's good. Folk talents are indeed remarkable. If you have time in the future, go to your friend's house again and bring me some more to eat. I have poor teeth, and this suits me perfectly."

Seeing that the Empress Dowager was in a good mood, Helian Rongjiu smiled, "Alright, Mother."

Murong Lingran returned to the the clinic after t delivering the cake to the Ninth Young Master. The head physician was just leaving her mother's sickroom. She inquired about her mother’s health and learned that her mother's recovery exceeded the expectations of the old physician.

Today, with another day of rest, she could return to normal life tomorrow. She just needed to avoid catching a chill and overexerting herself.

Murong Lingran breathed a sigh of relief. After her mother took her medicine, she brought out the extra cake to share with her parents.

Naturally, her parents were curious about where the cake came from, but she managed to explain it away with a few words.

The father and daughter spent another day accompanying Xiao Man'an. On the following day at noon, they took the vegetable-selling cart back to Lihua Village.

She knew her mother's health had been severely compromised during the years of exile. Recently, she had been giving her money, allowing her to buy whatever she wanted. To avoid upsetting the overseer of Embroidery Village, she only sent things every six or seven days.

But judging by her mother's reaction to being splashed with water and subsequent fever, the money might not have been used much. Each time she mentioned using it, it was probably just to ease her concerns, or else her health wouldn't be so poor.

Now she couldn't worry about that anymore. For the sake of her mother's health, Murong Lingran visited every street in the capital before returning to Lihua Village. She identified which fruits were available in this season and planted them in her space. She planned to send some space fruits to her mother every two or three days and also provide nourishing soup to help improve her health.

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