“...Mother.”
Sinyeong attempted to protest, implying that it was too early to decide.
The Empress, however, replied with a leisurely tone.
“After all, I’m only human; it’s impossible to be entirely without bias. After hearing the physician’s assessment and seeing her physiognomy as a prospective Crown Princess, I find her even more appealing.”
'That damned physiognomy again.'
Sinyeong grimaced, feeling not just weary of the concept but utterly sickened by it.
“Didn’t you say the choice of my consort was mine to make?”
His words, laced with frustration, hinted at his annoyance.
Why claim the choice was his, only to change her stance after just one day?
If that were the case, what was the point of him attending the meetings with the candidates in the first place?
The Empress responded with a knowing smile, as if finding her son’s irritation endearing.
“Well, we need to find another consort, not just the Crown Princess.”
