All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

No matter how careless Ning Yan was, she noticed something was wrong with Jiang Shuangxu.

"What's the matter with you?"

She put back the half-eaten pastry and stared at his face with an expression of confusion and concern, "Jiang Shuangxu, aren't you happy?"

The man was stunned for a moment, "Why do you ask?"

"I'd like to trouble you to look in the mirror. What's the look on your face?"

Ning Yan moved the stool towards him and leaned towards his arm. She held her chin with one hand and tilted her head to look over, "Jiang Shuangxu, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Shuangxu's eyes changed slightly, and his eyelashes trembled and pressed downward, covering the unknown emotions in them.

He thought she was covering up well, but it turned out that he had nowhere to hide in front of her.

"It's nothing."

Jiang Shuangxu suddenly approached her, kissed Ning Yan's lips gently, and raised his hand to gently scrape her nose.

From this angle, Ning Yan could clearly see his handsome face and the myriad of thoughts revealed in his eyes.

Jiang Shuangxu moved her lips, picked up half of the pastry she had eaten with her fingertips, looked softly, and said softly: "I haven't tasted anything like this for a long time since my mother passed away."

"Are you talking about the First Queen..."

Ning Yan subconsciously adjusted her sitting posture.

Jiang Shuangxu hummed.

With a faint smile on her lips, she took a bite at the spot where Ning Yan had bitten, and after a while, she put the pastry back.

"This tastes exactly like what I remember my mother-in-law making."

Ning Yan was a little confused, "I brought this back from Concubine Hui's palace today, how could it be..."

Jiang Shuangxu smiled and shook his head, "This kind of cake is a local specialty in Xinan. My mother-in-law is from Xinan. When I was a child, whenever my husband praised me for my study, she would always make various snacks to reward me."

"Then, Concubine Hui is also from Xinan?"

Ning Yan felt something was wrong as soon as she asked this question.

Concubine Hui is naturally a native of Yandu. After all, her family business is here, so she cannot be from Xinan.

But this pastry...

"That is, there is a cook from Xinan in Concubine Hui's palace."

Jiang Shuangxu couldn't help laughing when he heard such categorical words, and raised his hand to rub the back of Ning Yan's head.

"When the mother-in-law was still there, she had a good relationship with Concubine Hui. She would habitually add an extra spoonful of honey to this pastry, so the resulting pastry would be sweeter than the local ones in Xinan."

"This pastry is as sweet as I remember."

Jiang Shuangxu leaned down, hugged her with both hands, rested her chin on Ning Yan's shoulder, and said in a very low voice: "Yanyan, I don't have a mother-in-law anymore."

From the age of 7, he was alone.

Ning Yan heard the vulnerability in his voice, and slowly put her hands around his waist, moved one hand to his back, patted him gently, and comforted him softly:

"Jiang Shuangxu, I'm actually not very good at comforting people."

"But I know that even if the late Queen is gone, there will always be people who are thinking about her."

"So are you, and so is Empress Hui. No matter whether today's pastries are made by the cook or Empress Hui, the extra spoonful of honey is the best proof that she cares about her."

Ning Yan lowered her eyebrows and said in an extremely gentle voice: "You see, she specifically asked me to bring back so much. She must also know that you miss your mother and concubine."

Jiang Shuangxu's hold on her tightened little by little, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear, and his breathing was trembling.

He hummed in a low voice, and asked her anxiously, full of hope and anxiety: "What about you?"

"Yanyan, will you disappear suddenly so that I can't find you?"

Ning Yan's hand on his back tightened slightly, Jiang Shuangxu could feel the strength of the folds of clothes, and their hearts were lifted at the same time.

After a while, Jiang Shuangxu felt the strength behind her disappear, replaced by her gentle and helpless sigh.

"Will not."

"Jiang Shuangxu, I will never leave you."