"We met in a hurry twice. I didn't know that the prince had this intention, and I didn't have the chance to clarify it." Wen Jin said.
The Iron Lady opened her mouth but stopped talking.
She suddenly opened the curtains and saw Shen Huai riding a horse happily outside the carriage.
"My lord, I'm... already married!" the Iron Lady said.
Shen Huai's smile froze on his face.
He looked in disbelief at the person in the car window who was thinking about him day and night.
After all, he was...a step too late!
"Then...is he good to you?" Shen Huai was stunned.
Wen Jin laughed.
"Okay or not, it's a matter between me and my husband. It's not something to talk about to outsiders."
As soon as the Iron Lady heard this, she knew that she had completely misunderstood.
She slammed down the car curtains. The woman who could say such cruel words and hurt the prince's heart really didn't mean anything to him.
The Iron Lady is also brave enough to act boldly.
She stood up and knelt down to salute Wen Jin, "There were many misunderstandings earlier, and I apologize to you. But please come to the banquet today. My old lady is old, so she can feel at ease."
Wen Jin thought about it and decided that it would be better to have a relationship than to have a grudge.
Mrs. Shen has a reputation for kindness, if she can form this good relationship.
In the future, if she leaves Prince Huai's Mansion, she won't be in trouble in Kyoto, right?
Wen Jin nodded, "Thank you for the kind invitation."
After Iron Lady sat down, her expression became much more relaxed, "I would like to ask, who is your husband's family?"
"It's inconvenient to disclose." Wen Jin said with a smile, his tone was gentle but firm.
She didn't explain why, but told the Iron Lady not to ask further questions.
"Then who is this child?" Iron Lady looked at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu is very beautiful. He eats vegetables grown in Lingquan water every day, and he has a mother who is a medical genius, Wen Jin.
He has rarely been sick since he was a child, his skin is fairer and more delicate than children of this era, and his eyes are particularly smart and lively.
"This child is so beautiful. He is more spiritual than the golden boy and beautiful girl beside the Taoist immortal!" The Iron Lady wanted to reach out and pinch his face.
"Back to aunt, this is my aunt." Wen Yu finally spoke.
He enunciates clearly, speaks eloquently, and has big eyes that flicker. Not to mention he is very likable.
The Iron Lady liked it even more, "Oh, it's so polite to be so polite! How old are you? What's your name?"
Wen Jin was asleep all the way back.
She woke up a little early this morning and started to feel sleepy again.
It wasn't until the carriage stopped that Wen Yu gently shook her awake and said, "Aunt, we're here."
"This is really a fairy boy, so lovable." After this journey, the iron lady has been completely captured by Wen Yu.
When she got out of the car, she rushed to hug Wen Yu and get out of the car.
The buns were so soft and fragrant that she couldn't bear to put them down.
"I heard from Yu'er that Madam disguised herself as a man because she didn't know how to comb women's hair. It was really a helpless move?" Iron Lady asked.
"It was true at first. Later I found that it was more convenient to walk outside in men's clothing. Regardless of whether others saw it or not, it would save some face and not expose it. That's how it went." Wen Jin said.
The Iron Lady nodded, "My eldest son bumped into you today and injured you. Your clothes are also gone... My hair-tying skills are good, would you like to dress like a woman again?"
Iron Lady was a little bit tentative.
Wen Jin has already arrived at someone else's house. Isn't it a trivial matter to change into women's clothes?
"Good work."
"You're welcome!"
The Iron Lady asked someone to bring the clothes newly made by the third lady in the family this summer.
"This is new. I haven't given it to the third lady yet. You have fair skin and are young. You look good in any color."
The Iron Lady helped Wen Jin change her clothes and comb her hair.
When applying medicine to Wen Jin's forehead, he found that although there was blood, the wound was very small. It was basically healed now.
The Iron Lady apologized again, but Wen Jin didn't care.
Seeing that she was informal and generous, the Iron Lady had a better impression of her.
The Iron Lady combed and tied her hair, and kept saying how beautiful her hair was.
"It's like silk."
After putting on new clothes and wearing the golden hairpin like this, the Iron Lady couldn't help but take a breath.
"Madam is so beautiful..."
Although the pink skirt is gorgeous, it complements her fair complexion perfectly, making her even whiter and rosier. The beauty that no one else can suppress is perfectly controlled by her. This whole body temperament and her dressing up make her even more noble and cool, and she is incomparably beautiful.
The Iron Lady secretly thought that luckily when the Crown Prince met her, she was disguised as a man.
If he had been dressed as a woman, how could he have lost his soul?
After tidying up, the Iron Lady took her to see the old lady.
The old lady is sitting in the bright hall.
The bright hall was spacious and bright, and many guests had already arrived, chatting lively with the old lady.
Shen Huai had also freshened up and came to congratulate the old lady on her birthday.
The Iron Lady invited Wen Jin in. Wen Jin took Wen Yu and stepped forward to wish Mrs. Shen her birthday.
Shen Huai raised his eyes and saw her... and was stunned.
He knew that his vision could not be wrong!
But he really didn't expect that she would be so stunning when she put on women's clothes!
Shen Huai was not the only one who was stunned.
Sitting on the right hand side of the old lady, Prince Huai, who was at the top of the table, could not blink his eyes!
Such a beautiful little woman looks a bit familiar.
Isn't this...his real princess, Wen Jin? !
Why is she here? Still holding Wen Yu?
"Blessings to the old lady. She is as blessed as the East China Sea, and her life span is as long as the Southern Mountains. The coffin is not old, and the immortals and osmanthus are both good. I am a Bai Huakui, and I will be called the longevity cup every year."
Wen Yu is naturally handsome and lovable.
His crisp childish voice attracted the attention of everyone in the bright hall.
"Hey, whose kid is this? He's so cute!"
"That's a good word! Not only does the little baby look good, he also has a better brain and a sweet little mouth!"
Everyone praised her endlessly, and took the opportunity to hold Mrs. Shen in her arms and say many auspicious words.
Mrs. Shen waved to Wen Yu, "Come here, come to me."
She held Wen Yu's hand, but her eyes were looking at Wen Jin.
"You should come closer, my eyesight is dim, so I can only see clearly if I come closer." Mrs. Shen said with a smile.
She said that her eyesight was dim, but in fact she could clearly see the expressions of Shen Huai and Xiao Yuchen.
Are these two people the only ones in this room who are stunned?
She didn't care how others were amazed and fascinated, but the reaction of her grandson and grandson made Mrs. Shen a little worried.
"You look so handsome. How old are you?"
Mrs. Shen patted Wen Yu's hand, but looked at Wen Jin.
"Back to the old lady, she is five and a half years old!" Wen Yu replied.
"Good! Her behavior is well-educated, but her clothes... are too outstanding, a bit too gorgeous."
The old lady looked at Wen Yu this time and said, but her words were clearly directed at Wen Jin.
"Old madam, these clothes belong to our family..." the Iron Lady quickly whispered.
"Ahem..." The old lady coughed dryly and suddenly smelled a faint scent of lotus.
She is old, often has headaches, brain fever, and feels uncomfortable all over.
But this faint lotus fragrance suddenly made her tense scalp relax, and then she felt refreshed and her whole body felt comfortable.
She leaned slightly towards Wen Jin.
Sure enough, the tranquil lotus fragrance became stronger.
There were so many people that it was hard for her to ask people what kind of incense they used in public.
But the fresh lotus fragrance made her feel particularly comfortable, and she couldn't bear to let go.
