The little one's tender, fair face broke into a pout, her pink cheeks puffing up slightly, the smile vanishing.
"What are you here for?" she asked Si Zheng.
Si Zheng bowed her head to pay respects, accompanied by the two palace servants behind her.
Once she raised her head, she displayed a proper smile: "Your Highness, the Emperor instructed me to select two palace servants skilled in serving ink to accompany you—Chunhong and Liulyu."
The two palace servants stepped forward.
Chunhong said, "Your Highness, Liulyu and I have long been in charge of copying ledger books in the Imperial Affairs Bureau. We're literate and have read some books. Would Your Highness like to practice calligraphy while enjoying some pastries made by Liulyu?"
Bai Zhi'er blinked her round, dark eyes and answered honestly, "I don't want to. Mother said that when practicing calligraphy, one must behave properly and not eat."
Chunhong's face froze awkwardly for a moment.
