Bab 852: 832

Zhou Gu left the Royal Capital, and Su Rong was having a hard time adjusting.

One evening, after dining with the Nanchu King, she didn't feel like going back and sat motionless at the table for a long time.

The Nanchu King looked at her, "Missing Zhou Gu?"

Su Rong lifted her eyelids with lethargy, "Is it that obvious?"

The Nanchu King chuckled, "It's all written on your face."

Su Rong sighed and laid her head on the table, "Father, what do you think about me going to the Southern three states?"

"Not a good idea. You, as the Princess, cannot leave. The court and country, as of now, depend on you." The Nanchu King considered himself just a figurehead, a decorative position she had insisted on him occupying, and he was quite content with it.

Su Rong looked at him with sad eyes, "You are the King, don't you think it's a bit shameful to say that?"

The Nanchu King coughed, "Well, it's the truth."