Ningning Mu's peach-blossom eyes could not conceal her disappointment, but she immediately hid these feelings and said softly, "I wonder when I will be able to help him."
"Right," Li Dazhi hugged the food box in his arms, "Before leaving, Ping'an packed two bowls of dumplings for me to bring to Your Majesty for a taste. Ping'an also said that since you have just reshaped your spiritual body, you should eat some mortal food, not forgetting the commonality of the Human Race, nor the gratitude they feel towards Your Majesty for creating them."
"Yes, let me do it."
Ningning Mu responded softly, carefully took the food box, and knelt down behind a low table, beginning to busy herself with her head bowed.
The Holy Mother smiled with her eyes narrowed, leisurely observing the scene below, her gaze continuously drifting towards the corner, to the beautiful girl who seemed to be reading intently.
Interesting.
