General Fang also promptly extended a warm invitation.
"Yes, my humble abode is ready to present a few dishes, and we ask for Your Highness the Princess's favor."
Zhi'er touched her slightly flattened belly with her small hand.
Now that it was mentioned, she realized she was indeed hungry.
The little girl blinked her bright, shiny eyes.
"Uncle General, is the food at your place delicious?"
Before General Fang could answer, Brother Wuxi enthusiastically said, "Delicious!"
"The cook who prepares meals for us was brought from Shu by my mother before she passed away, with unique flavors - spicy and numbing. Little Sister Zhi'er, you surely haven't tasted these flavors!"
Hearing this, Zhi'er couldn't help but lick her pink lips and nodded repeatedly, "I want to taste it!"
Brother Wuxi was overjoyed and immediately had someone arrange for the kitchen to prepare the dishes.
General Fang clasped his hands in a welcoming gesture, "Princess, please move to the main hall for rest."
