Mrs. Zhang?

Pei Yuanhao's 'milk' mother is also the foundation for the Song family to gain a foothold in Cangzhou City.

I hurriedly got up from my chair, but because I was in a bit of a hurry, my head suddenly became dizzy, and the maids on both sides immediately came up to help me.

I shook a little before I could stand firm, and I saw a group of people in the courtyard below coming in from outside the garden gate on one side.

Walking in the front, there are also four or five maids around, wearing a golden jewelry, wearing a luxurious floor-dragging robe, the old 'woman' should be the one - Mrs. Zhang.

However, because they were looking down from above, they couldn't see anything clearly, they could only see that Song Huaiyi and the others who were originally sitting in the warm pavilion on both sides to watch the play all walked out of the warm pavilion at this time.

Everyone gathered around the old lady.

At this time, Pei Yuanxiu also walked to the promenade, holding the fence with one hand and looking down, I also turned my head to look at him, thinking about whether he should go down, or let me avoid it, but after seeing him silent for a while, he actually walked up to me and said softly: "Are you okay now?"

I nodded.

He said, "Then you can go down with me and see this old lady." ”

“……”

"What's wrong?

“…… No, it's not. ”

I was just a little surprised that he would let me go with him to see this old lady Zhang.

I thought he was going to let me avoid it.

Just as I was thinking, one of his hands had already grasped my wrist and led me slowly to the side, and after the two of them went down the stairs, they still felt the cold in the wind outside, and he reached out and tightened my clothes.

The people on the stage and backstage had already stopped playing and singing, and everyone was standing quietly in their respective positions with their hands down, only to hear the voices of Song Huaiyi and a few of them, who seemed to be coaxing very carefully-

"Mother, why did you come out again on such a cold day?"

"How do you guys serve?"

"Hurry up and help the old lady back!"

……

As I was talking, Pei Yuanxiu led me over.

As soon as several people saw us arriving, they all retreated, and Song Huaiyi was stunned when he saw Pei Yuanxiu and me: "Childe, this is-"

Pei Yuanxiu said seriously: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you should still come to visit the old man." ”

When Song Huaiyi heard this, he didn't give any more orders to the people around him, but turned around and stepped aside.

I finally saw this old lady Zhang clearly.

Unlike her children and grandchildren, she was not too tall, she should have been petite when she was young, but now that she is old, she is even more rickety, and her robe is luxurious and heavy, and she has a feeling of putting it on, as if it is heavy to crush the old bones.

However, such a thin old lady just gives people the feeling that Mount Tai can't collapse under the top.

Probably because of her eyes.

When ordinary people get old, their eyes will become cloudy and dark, no matter how beautiful a pair of autumn eyes are when they are young, they can't withstand the washing of the long river of time, and gradually take away the brightness and aura, but she is different, although her face is full of wrinkles, especially the lines on her forehead are extraordinarily deep, but in the middle of the deep wrinkles, there is a pair of extraordinarily bright, even clear eyes.

Just looking at those eyes, I would even think that this is still a beautiful woman in her prime in front of me.

It's just that the beauty is twilight.

The old lady was originally impatiently waving her sleeves at the people around her, as if chasing flies, trying to get rid of these babbling children and grandchildren, but as soon as she saw me and Pei Yuanxiu standing in front of her, her hands froze in mid-air.

Those eyes were also fixed on us.

Pei Yuanxiu looked at her and didn't speak.

After a long while, she gently tilted her head to Song Huaiyi, who was standing beside her, and asked, "Huaiyi." ”

"Mother. ”

"Who are these two people?"

Song Huaiyi hurriedly said: "Do you remember my mother? This one is—it's His Royal Highness the Prince!"

When I heard this, I couldn't help frowning slightly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Of course, Pei Yuanxiu has been His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but it was more than ten years ago, he left the imperial city and experienced so much, although there are still many people who remember his identity, but this identity is too long away from him. Why do Song Huaiyi and his mother want to mention this now?

was suspicious and 'confused', I saw Mrs. Zhang's eyes staring straight at Pei Yuanxiu, looking him up and down, and after a while, as if he remembered something, a little smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Sure enough, it's His Royal Highness the Prince!"

“……”

My heart became more and more suspicious.

This old man—

She slowly walked in front of Pei Yuanxiu, and was about to pull up her shirt and salute him, Pei Yuanxiu hurriedly reached out to support her two arms, and said, "The old man doesn't have to be so polite. ”

Old Taijun Zhang was supported by him, slowly raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and said, "The old body hasn't seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for some days, where has His Highness been these days?"

Pei Yuanxiu was silent for a moment, looked at Song Huaiyi on the side, Song Huaiyi's eyebrows were wrinkled, and he nodded to him gently.

Pei Yuanxiu said: "This palace, this palace has gone to study." ”

"Oh, yes," Mrs. Zhang hurriedly nodded as if she remembered something, and said, "The emperor asked you all to go to Jixian Hall to study." ”

“……”

"They all said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a good student, and when Mr. asks, he will answer fluently. ”

Speaking of this, her eyes lit up again, and she said, "The homework of the Third Highness is also good. ”

The people around suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

And I, gradually, understood.

This old lady Zhang ...... She seemed to be a little confused.

Her memory is still in the palace, Pei Yuanxiu is still the prince, Pei Yuanhao is still the third highness, the two of them studied in the Jixian Palace.

The people around him didn't talk much, but the old lady didn't feel it at all, and was still stuck in his memory, and said in a rambling voice: "He doesn't read much in the Jixian Palace, in fact, after returning to Shangyang Palace, he reads late every night with the lights on the night, and sometimes his eyes are full of tears, and he still refuses to put down the scroll." ”

As she spoke, she smiled again: "This, he doesn't want people to know." ”

“……”

The atmosphere became more and more awkward.

Pei Yuanxiu listened to her words silently, but he was not surprised at all, and after a while, he said slowly: "Of course he doesn't let people know." ”

“……”

"However, Hongu also knows. ”

“……”

I looked up at him.

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