"Yes!"
Princess Consort Zhang Yun hastily nodded, cold sweat streaming down her face, for the Prince she shared a bed with had once been a ruthlessly murderous man.
She had married Wang Siyun from a young age, following him all the way without ever leaving. Although it had been an arranged marriage with the Zhang Family, in her heart, she truly liked the Prince.
Of course, Wang Siyun had been sufficiently benevolent and just towards both Zhang Yun and the Zhang Family!
"The porridge is good."
After Wang Siyun finished a bowl of porridge, he nodded in satisfaction and praised.
"If my lord likes it, I will prepare it every day."
"Hmm, that's right. Spending more time on meals, not only cultivates the mood but also makes life more enjoyable. How wonderful."
"You are right, my lord, your servant will take her leave!"
Zhang Yun left, and Wang Siyun watched her departing figure, deep in thought. After a moment, he shouted towards the door.
"Uncle Fu!"
"Your servant is here!"
