Mrs. Jiang was already petrified on the spot!

She was born in a scholarly family, married into the country's first elegant family, and the people and things she came into contact with were all in accordance with the rules and regulations, which was a perfect model.

Today, she was played with by a three-year-old doll, which was completely beyond her cognition and imagination, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Doubao, what are you doing?" Song Qingyun hurried over and found that the lady who was talking to Doubao had a very bad face, and the kid looked innocent, thinking that Doubao had been bullied.

"Mother!" Dou Bao turned around and looked at Song Qingyun with a smile.

"I'm talking to this lady, you can do your business, leave me alone."

Song Qingyun came up and knocked on his head, "Stinky boy, are you upsetting Madame?" ”

"Nope!" Dou Bao raised his head and looked at Mrs. Jiang, "Madam, did I provoke you?" ”

Mrs. Jiang shook her head passively, her eyes stared at the peerless Song Qingyun, and stammered, "No, no!" ”

Song Qingyun smiled, rubbed Doubao's furry little head and said, "My son is stubborn by nature and often causes trouble, if he offends Madame, I apologize to Madame for him." ”

"Oh, no, Ling Gongzi is very cute and talkative." Mrs. Jiang smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help but sneer: Where is this child? It's just a little devil, talking nonsense, and it's really not empty at all.

Song Qingyun nodded, gave a salute, and pulled Doubao to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly called out to her, and found that Mu Qingao was looking over here, Mrs. Jiang's face was red and her ears were red, "May I ask Madame, where did you come from?" Where are you going? ”

Qingyun saw that she was dignified and rich, not like a suspicious person, but she was inexplicable by her question.

"We came from Qingyuan Mansion and are going to Shudi."

Shu, Shu, Shu? Mrs. Jiang's mind went blank with excitement, so to speak, the mother and son in front of her are the family members of Prince Jing?

"Mother, you shouldn't say so much to strangers, what if she wants to marry her daughter to her father?"

"Don't talk nonsense, your father won't marry a concubine." Song Qingyun glared at him angrily, this kid is becoming more and more disagreeable now, how can he be so rude in front of outsiders?

“…… Mother, I am also kind enough to remind you. Dou Bao found that his mother was really angry, stared at the big wet eyes, and said innocently.

"Doubao, my mother knows that you want to protect my mother, and my mother believes in your father, so we can't say such things in the future, you know?"

Song Qingyun leaned down and hugged him, quickly let go of his hand and stood up straight, and said to Mrs. Jiang with a smile, "Let Mrs. see you smile, I'm sorry, the child is open-mouthed and offended Mrs. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have a daughter, but there are several granddaughters, the little master is very cute, don't talk about him."

Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but want to hug the meat dumplings on the ground, it turned out that she misunderstood herself, and it was so sensible for such a young child to think about protecting her mother.

Song Qingyun has a good impression of Mrs. Jiang, after all, her son offended her first, she was not angry, but she had to comfort her son who was scolded by herself, which shows that people have a good upbringing.

"Madame is here to buy fabrics, too?"

"I just took a casual look, but I didn't expect to have a fate with the little master, so I said a few more words." Mrs. Jiang looked at Mu Qingao in the distance several times, and Song Qingyun said when she saw this, "That is the child's father, and he doesn't like to talk much, please forgive me." ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Jiang looked at Mu Qingao excitedly as she walked over, her eyes were hot and worried, for fear that Mu Qingao would recognize her, and she longed for Mu Qingao to go with her to meet the old man who was anxious about Pan Sun.

"Qingao, your son offended this lady just now, you have to teach him a good lesson when you go back, you can't have no rules."

Mu Qingao picked up the wilted boy and kissed his little face, "Hmm, is Doubao surprised again?" ”

"Dad, I'm just for my mother's good, she doesn't appreciate it."

"Tell me daddy, what did you do for your mother?"

"Alright, let's go back and talk about it." Song Qingyun hurriedly interrupted the words of the father and son, about the matter of concubines, how much can she control it?

The store found someone to send the ordered clothes to the Yuelai Inn, Song Qingyun said goodbye to Mrs. Jiang, and went shopping with Mu Qingao for a while in Taizhou Mansion, and then returned to the inn to rest.

On the other side, Mrs. Jiang hurried back to Fuman Building.

"How? Did you see someone? As soon as she entered, the father and son in the room hurriedly stood up and asked anxiously and nervously.

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly took a sip of tea, and before she could speak, tears flowed down first.

"Dad, I saw it, it's Lord Jing, the beautiful woman we saw in front of us is the princess of the prince, and the child he is holding in his arms is the little prince."

"What?" The father and son were stunned, especially Mr. Hong Ya, who felt that the five thunders were thundering and his mind was blank.

"I haven't heard that the prince is marrying a wife, are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"It's true, I heard the lady call the name of the prince with my own ears, and it seems that the relationship between the two is very good, like glue, inseparable."

"Really?" Mr. Hong Ya regretted that he did not see the appearance of the woman and the child clearly at that time, and his grandson was now thirty-three in his twenties, and he was old enough to marry a wife and have children.

"Did you talk to that girl? And how about Xiao Shizi? Clever or not? Isn't it cute? ”

"Oops!" Speaking of that eccentric little master, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong with you? Crying for a while and laughing for a while? Jiang Yijun saw that she was rude in front of her old father, and couldn't help but scold.

"Master, let me express my feelings first, this morning, I really have mixed feelings!"

So Mrs. Jiang explained in detail what Doubao had done, and then the father and son were dumbfounded, not knowing what day it was.

"This kid is not bad!"

How much scheming and vocabulary can a three-year-old have? Jiang Yijun's three-year-old grandson knows how to eat all day long, and if he doesn't meet his requirements, he will only protest by crying.

"Yiyuan only mentioned in the letter that the emperor gave the daughter of the governor of Shanxi to King Jing in marriage, and now Miss Wang is detained in Beihu, at this time, the prince takes the person he likes back to Shu, which is bound to cause death."

"Dad, what should we do?"

Mr. Hong Ya frowned, he didn't know what to do, it would be good if he could meet his grandson, listen to his thoughts, with the influence of the Jiang family, maybe the emperor could change his mind and agree to such a family affair.

"How's that lady's character? Where are the people?"

Mrs. Jiang couldn't stop nodding her head, saying what she thought about at first sight, she liked Song Qingyun at first sight, although her words and deeds were not the same as the subtlety of everyone's ladies, but she was generous, neither humble nor arrogant, which was more eye-catching.

"It is said that she is from Qingyuan Mansion, she is a good girl who is knowledgeable and courteous, and the most important thing is that the prince loves her and spoils her, and the two of them are harmonious and harmonious, and they are in love, isn't this exactly what we want?"