Su Rong, beautiful as she was, looked even more stunning in the ceremonial attire of the Princess.
Zhou Gu thought to himself, fortunately, there was already a marriage agreement, or else he'd feel very insecure. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep a wink, because he knew all too well the allure and power of beauty. If he didn't have the status of being her fiancé, numerous young lords and court officials would be drawn to her.
After breakfast, Zhou Gu reached out for Su Rong's hand as they left the room.
Su Rong turned to him, saying, "Who was it that just said that holding hands in court was improper?"
Zhou Gu readily admitted, "I said that."
"So…?"
"But I think you're right. It's necessary. I'll follow your lead."
Su Rong: "..."
Are men really this fickle?
She let Zhou Gu lead her towards the Jinluan Hall, bathed in the soft light of the breaking dawn.