Chapter 39: Isn't this his real princess, Wen Jin
"The two times were in a hurry, I didn't know that the son of the world had this intention, and I didn't have a chance to find out." Wen Jindao.
The Iron Lady opened her mouth, but stopped talking.
She suddenly lifted the curtains of the car, and sure enough, she saw Shen Huai happily riding a horse, parallel outside the carriage.
"Lord Shizi, people...... Already married! The Iron Lady said.
Shen Huai's smile froze on his face.
He looked in disbelief at the car window, at the man who had been thinking about it for a long time.
He's ...... after all It's a step too late!
"And he...... Is he good to you? Shen Huai lost his soul.
Wen Jin smiled.
"It's good or not, it's a matter between my husband and wife, and it's not good to tell outsiders."
As soon as the Iron Lady heard this, she knew that she had completely misunderstood.
She lowered the curtain of the car, the woman could say such cruel words, hurting the heart of the prince, she really didn't mean that to the prince.
The Iron Lady also dares to act.
She stood up and squatted down and saluted Wen Jin, "There were many misunderstandings before, so I will compensate you." But today's banquet, please be sure to go. My old lady is old, so that she can be reassured. ”
Wen Jin thought about it, it is better to get a grudge than to get married.
Old Madam Shen has a good reputation, if she can get this good fate.
In the future, when she leaves Huaiwang's Mansion, it won't be difficult to move an inch in Kyoto, right?
Wen Jin nodded, "Thank you for your kind invitation." ”
After the Iron Lady sat down, her expression was much more relaxed, "I take the liberty of asking, who is your husband's family?" ”
"It's inconvenient to disclose." Wen Jin said with a smile, his tone gentle and firm.
She didn't explain why, but told the Iron Lady not to ask again.
"And who is this kid?" The Iron Lady looked at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu is very beautiful, he eats vegetables cultivated by Lingquan water every day, and he has Wen Jin, a medical genius.
Since he was a child, he has basically never been sick, his skin is fairer and more delicate than that of children in this era, and his eyes are particularly smart.
"This child is so good-looking, more aura than the golden boy and jade girl statue next to the Taoist immortal!" The Iron Lady wanted to reach out and pinch his face.
"Aunt Hui, this is my aunt." Wen Yu finally spoke.
He speaks clearly, speaks well, and his big eyes flicker, not to mention how much he is liked.
The Iron Lady liked it even more, "Yo, it's so polite, it's really painful!" How old are you? What is it called? ”
All the way back, Wen Jin was sleeping.
She woke up a little early this morning, and she was starting to get sleepy again.
It wasn't until the carriage stopped that Wen Yu woke her up gently, "Auntie, it's here." ”
"This is really a fairychild, so likable." After this journey, the Iron Lady has been completely captured by Wen Yu.
When she got out of the car, she rushed to get out of the car with Wen Yu.
The little bun was soft and fragrant, and she was reluctant to put it down.
"I heard Yu'er say that the lady dressed as a man because she couldn't comb the woman's hair, which is really a helpless move?" The Iron Lady asked.
"It was true at first. Later, I found that it is more convenient for men's clothes to walk outside, and whether others see it or not, it will save some face and will not be exposed. That's it. Wen Jin said.
The Iron Lady nodded, "Today is the son of my family who bumped into you, injured you, and lost your clothes...... I'm okay with my hair curling, would you like to dress up as a woman? ”
The Iron Lady was a little tentative.
Wen Jindu has already come to someone's house and changed back into women's clothes, isn't that a trivial matter?
"I'm tired."
"You're welcome!"
The Iron Lady asked someone to bring the new clothes made by the third lady of the family this summer.
"This is new, I haven't sent it to the third lady yet, you have a white complexion, you are young, and you look good in any color."
The Iron Lady served Wen Jin to change clothes and comb her hair.
When I rubbed medicine on Wen Jin's forehead, I found that although there was blood, the wound was very small, and it was basically healed at this time.
The Iron Lady apologized again, but Wen Jin didn't care.
Seeing that she was informal and generous, the Iron Lady's impression of her became better and better.
The Iron Lady combed her hair and kept sighing, her hair was so good.
"It's like silk."
Dressed up in a new way, and then shaking the golden hairpin step like this, the Iron Lady couldn't help but take a breath.
"Madame is so beautiful......
Although the peach-colored Luo skirt is gorgeous, it complements her fair complexion, making her more and more white and red. The bright colors that others can't suppress, but she controls them perfectly. This all-round temperament and dress up make her noble and cold, and she is incomparably beautiful.
The Iron Lady said secretly, fortunately, when the prince met her, she was a woman dressed as a man.
If it was a woman's clothing at the beginning, the prince would not have to lose his soul?
Packing up the rope, the Iron Lady led her to meet the old lady.
The old lady was sitting in the Ming Hall.
The bright hall is wide and bright, and there are already a lot of guests at this time, chatting with the old lady lively.
Shen Huai had also freshened up and came to congratulate the old lady on her birthday.
The Iron Lady invited Wen Jin in, and Wen Jin took Wen Yu by the hand and stepped forward to congratulate Mrs. Shen on her birthday.
Shen Huai raised his eyes and saw her...... I was stunned directly.
He knew that he couldn't be wrong!
But he really didn't expect that she would be so amazing when she changed into women's clothes!
Shen Huai was not the only one who was stunned.
Sitting on the right hand side of the old lady, the most upright seat of the Huai Wangye, even more unblinking!
Such a beautiful little woman is a little familiar.
It's not ...... His genuine princess, Wen Jin?!
How did she end up here? Still holding Wen Yu?
"Give the old lady a birthday greeting, the old lady is as blessed as the East China Sea, and her longevity is better than Nanshan. Lingchun is not old, and the fairy laurel is good. It's a good one, and it's called a longevity cup every year. ”
Wen Yu is already beautiful and attractive.
His crisp children's voice attracted the attention of everyone in the Ming Hall.
"Yo, whose child is this, so likeable!"
That's a good word! The little doll not only looks good, but this brain melon seed is better, and the little mouth is also sweet! ”
Everyone praised endlessly, and took the opportunity to hold Mrs. Shen and say many auspicious words.
Old Madam Shen beckoned to Wen Yu, "Come here, come to me." ”
She took Wen Yu's hand, but her eyes were looking at Wen Jin.
"You also come closer, my old eyes are dizzy, and I can see clearly when I get closer." Old Madam Shen said with a smile.
She said that she was old and dizzy, but in fact, she could see the expressions of Shen Huai and Xiao Yuchen clearly.
What are the two people in this room?
She didn't care how amazing others were, but the reaction of this grandson and grandson made Old Madam Shen a little worried.
"This looks so handsome, how old is this year?"
Old Madam Shen patted Wen Yu's hand, but her eyes looked at Wen Jin.
"Back to the old lady, five and a half years old!" Wen Yu replied.
"Good! The manners are cultured, and this is the garment...... It's too outstanding, it's a little more flamboyant. ”
The old lady looked at Wen Yu this time and said, but her voice was obviously directed at Wen Jin.
"Old lady, this dress is the ...... of our house," the Iron Lady hurriedly whispered.
"Ahem......" The old lady coughed dryly, and suddenly smelled a faint lotus fragrance.
She is old, often has headaches and brain fever, and her whole body is uncomfortable.
But this faint lotus fragrance made her tense scalp suddenly loosen, and then she was refreshed and comfortable.
She leaned slightly in Wen Jin's direction.
Sure enough, the tranquil lotus fragrance was even stronger.
There are a lot of people, and she can't ask people in public what kind of incense they use.
But the fresh lotus fragrance made her feel extraordinarily comfortable, and she was reluctant to let go of her hand.