144 Candied Hawthorn

As Yu Niaoniao was carrying a long plant stick today, it was not convenient for her to take a carriage, so she chose to ride to work.

Seeing her mount the horse, Xiao Juan was surprised and could not help but ask.

“Can you ride?”

Yu Niaoniao raised her chin and said proudly.

“My maternal family raised horses. I learned to ride when I was very young.”

The horse beneath her was domesticated and very docile.

Yu Niaoniao held the reins in one hand and the wooden stick in the other as she went steadily forward.

Xiao Juan rode his horse and followed.

Because he was wearing the Eagle Guard uniform, he attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

He was used to this.

But gradually, he realized that the gazes of the pedestrians around him were not on him.

He looked carefully and realized that those people were actually looking at the girl beside him.

To be precise, they were looking at the plant rod she was carrying on her shoulder and the candied fruit stuck in it.

The candied hawthorns looked red and shiny. When the sun shone, they were even more dazzling.

If not for the fact that there was an Eagle Guard beside her, someone would probably have stopped her and asked what she was holding.

The two of them walked to the entrance of the Justice Department.

Yu Niaoniao nimbly dismounted from her horse. The Eagle Guards guarding the door immediately went forward to greet her.

“Greetings, Your Highness.”

When they looked up, they noticed the wooden stick on Yu Niaoniao’s shoulder and could not help but pause.

Yu Niaoniao raised her hand, pulled out two candied hawthorns, and handed them over.

“I made this candied fruit myself. Take it.”

The two Eagle Guards wanted to take them but did not dare to.

They looked quietly at Duke Lang. Seeing that the duke did not show any dissatisfaction, they reached out and took the candied fruit.

“Thank you, Miss Yu.”

Yu Niaoniao waved at them. “Bye-bye!”

The two Eagle Guards did not understand what goodbye meant, but they could guess from her gesture that it meant goodbye.

So the two of them raised the candied fruits in one hand and waved the other as they spoke in unison.

“Bye.”

Xiao Juan followed Yu Niaoniao into the Justice Department.

He looked at the beautiful back view in front of him. As long as she saw an Eagle Guard, she would immediately pluck a candied fruit and hand it over, regardless of whether she knew them or not.

The usually cold and murderous Eagle Guards looked flattered after receiving the candied hawthorn.

Even Lo Pingsha, who never liked to interact with others, looked happy.

He loved good food, most of all sweet things.

The candied hawthorn in front of him was very sweet!

Lo Pingsha bit into one of the candied hawthorns impatiently. The icing on the surface was crisp, and when he bit into it, it made a cracking sound. It was sweet, before he tasted the sourness of the hawthorn.

There was sweetness in the acid, and there was acid in the sweetness.

It was really delicious!

Although he did not speak, he could not stop eating. It was obvious that he liked this taste very much.

Hence, Yu Niaoniao plucked another candied fruit.

“I’ll give you another one if you like. This one’s grape-flavored.”

Lo Pingsha took the candied fruit and said sincerely, “Thank you.”

There were round grapes in the hawthorn, and the taste became even richer.

As he was afraid that he would not be able to eat it if he ate it too quickly, he ate the second skewer very carefully. He only took a small bite every time. If not for the fact that he was worried that the icing would melt if he left it out for too long, he would have kept it and eaten it slowly later.

Seeing that Yu Niaoniao was about to leave, he hurriedly said.

“Miss Yu, the painters are already here. Where do you think we’re teaching today?”

Yu Niaoniao thought of the morgue filled with corpses and immediately felt her scalp tingle. She felt uncomfortable.

But as a worker, she had to slog after taking the money.

She could only bite the bullet.

“Tell them to bring wait for me at the morgue with their stationery.”