Princess Consort Kang was very surprised when she saw Prince Kang returning with Zhi'er.
But when she saw Feng Fuce following alongside, she was even more astonished.
Prince Kang had a contemplative silence on his face, while Feng Fuce maintained his usual indifferent demeanor for years.
Zhi'er alone smiled like a cheerful little sunflower.
"Third Aunt, is the meal ready? After a bit of a stroll, I'm hungry!"
Princess Consort Kang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, head to the front hall, Third Aunt will have the maidservants serve the dishes."
This was not the first time Feng Fuce dined at Prince Kang's Mansion.
So this time, he naturally took a seat beside Zhi'er again.
Princess Consort Kang wanted to quietly ask Prince Kang why Marquis Wan had returned with them.
But Prince Kang gently waved his hand, "Go call that rascal Fengqing."
Upon hearing this, Princess Consort Kang frowned, "What, do you want to lecture him again? Wasn't the tantrum you threw before leaving big enough?"
