Old Mrs. Zhang?

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

I hurriedly stood up from my chair, but because I was standing a little anxious, I suddenly felt dizzy, and the maids on both sides immediately came up to support me.

I shook for a while before I stood firm, I saw a group of people walking in from outside the garden gate on one side in the yard below.

The old woman walking in the front was surrounded by four or five maids, wearing golden jewelry and luxurious floor-dragging robe. It should be the old lady Zhang.

However, because I was looking from the top and down, I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only see that Song Huaiyi and the others who were originally sitting in the warm pavilions on both sides watched the show, all came out of the warm pavilions.

Everyone gathered with the old lady.

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

I nodded.

He said, "Then, come down with me and meet this old lady."

“…”

"What's wrong? Don't want to?"

“…No, no.”

I was just a little surprised that he would ask me to meet this old lady Zhang with him.

I thought he would let me avoid it.

Just as he was thinking, one of his hands had already grasped my wrist and walked slowly to the side. After the two of them went down the stairs, they still felt the wind outside was cold. He stretched out his hand and tightened my clothes.

The people on the stage and in the backstage had stopped singing, and everyone stood quietly in their respective positions with their hands down. Only the voices of Song Huaiyi and the others seemed to be coaxing them carefully-

"Mom, why are you coming out again when it's such a cold day?"

"How do you serve?"

"Hurry up and help the old lady back!"

...

As he was talking, Pei Yuanxiu led me over.

When several people saw us, they all retreated one after another. When Song Huaiyi saw Pei Yuanxiu and me, he was stunned for a moment: "Young Master, this is—"

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

When Song Huaiyi heard this, he did not instruct the people around him, but turned around and retreated aside.

I finally saw this old lady Zhang clearly.

Unlike her children and grandchildren, she is not very tall. She probably had a petite figure when she was young. Now she is old and she is a little hunched. Her robe is luxurious and heavy. She feels like she is wearing it, as if she is heavy and wants to crush the old bones.

However, such a thin old lady gave people the feeling that she could not even collapse even if she was pressed down on her.

Probably because of her eyes.

When ordinary people get old, their eyes will become turbid and dark. No matter how beautiful the young one is, they cannot withstand the long river of time, and gradually take away the brightness and spiritual energy. But she is different. Although her face is full of wrinkles, especially the lines on her forehead are particularly deep, but there are particularly bright and even clear eyes in the middle of the deep wrinkles.

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

But the beauty is old.

The old lady was originally waving her sleeves at the people around her impatiently, as if she was chasing flies to drive away these children and grandchildren who were muttering, but when she saw Pei Yuanxiu and I standing in front of her, her hands froze in the air.

Those eyes also looked at us firmly.

Pei Yuanxiu looked at her and didn't say anything.

After a while, she gently turned her head towards Song Huaiyi who was standing beside her and asked, "Huaiyi."

"mother."

"Who are these two people?"

Song Huaiyi hurriedly said, "Do you still remember it? This one is - His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

When I heard this, my brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Your Highness the Crown Prince?

Of course, Pei Yuanxiu was His Royal Highness, but that was more than ten years ago. He left the imperial city and experienced so much. Although many people still remember his identity, this identity is too long since he was born. Why are Song Huaiyi and his mother talking about this?

Just as he was confused, he saw Old Lady Zhang staring at Pei Yuanxiu with her eyes straight at him and looking up and down. After a while, as if she had remembered something, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face: "Sure enough, it's Your Highness!"

“…”

My heart became more and more confused.

This old man—

She slowly walked to Pei Yuanxiu and hurriedly pulled up her clothes to salute him. Pei Yuanxiu hurriedly reached out to support her arms and said, "I don't have to be so polite."

Old Mrs. Zhang was supported by him, slowly raised her head, looked at him with a smile, and said, "I haven't seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for some days. Where have your Royal Highness been these days?"

Pei Yuanxiu was silent for a moment and looked at Song Huaiyi beside him. Song Huaiyi's eyebrows were frowned in several ways, and he nodded slightly at him.

Pei Yuanxiu said, "I am going to study in this palace."

"Oh, yes," Old Lady Zhang nodded quickly as if she had remembered something, "The Emperor asked you all to study in Jixian Palace."

“…”

"They all said that His Highness the Crown Prince is good at studying, and when the gentleman asks, he will always answer questions."

Speaking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "The third prince's homework is also good."

The people around him suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

And I gradually understood.

This old lady Zhang…she seemed a little confused.

Her memory is still in the palace, Pei Yuanxiu is still the crown prince, Pei Yuanhao is still the third prince, and the two of them are studying in Jixian Hall.

The people around him didn't speak much, but the old lady couldn't feel it at all. She was still trapped in her memory and said in a nagging manner: "He doesn't read much in Jixian Palace. In fact, after returning to Shangyang Palace, he read it late every night with a light at night. Sometimes his eyes were filled with tears, but he still refused to put down the book."

As she said that, she smiled again: "He will not let people know this."

“…”

The atmosphere became more and more awkward.

Pei Yuanxiu listened to her saying these words in silence, but he was not surprised at all. After a while, he slowly said, "Of course he won't let anyone know."

“…”

"But I know it too."

“…”
Chapter completed!