The Princess Residence served more than a dozen dishes for breakfast. Su Rong and Fen Ling sampled each one, eating to their heart's content.
Fen Ling, stomach full, stated contently, "Sister, the Princess Residence is truly wonderful. I met the Princess's consort this morning, and he is quite a pleasant man. The Princess told us we can stay as long as we wish, we simply need to live comfortably here. If we need anything, we should ask the housekeeper."
Su Rong, who had not yet met the consort, asked, "Is the consort handsome?"
Duanhua turned to face Su Rong, her face wary, "Why are you asking if my father is handsome?"
Su Rong regarded her with an innocent look, "Why not? I was just curious. You and the Princess are both attractive; I was wondering if the consort is also good looking?"
"My father is certainly handsome," Duanhua confirmed. Otherwise, all those years ago her mother would not have desperately sought an imperial decree to marry him.
