Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1312

Ha! Princess Yongle sneered in her heart, are you sure you are going there to save face and not to embarrass me?

But I have to say this, "It would be too formal and awkward for the prince to go with me. I will hand in the visiting card in my own name. If the other party refuses my honor, the prince will take action."

Oh, so I'm the last one? Prince Yongle straightened his slightly fat body and said, "Yes, a distinguished person wouldn't come here so easily. Princess, you're right, you lead the way, and I'll be the last one."

Nanny Feng, who was preparing gifts on the side, turned around and looked at Prince Yongle who was feeling smug, and shook her head slightly.

She felt that it was a waste of her master's talent to marry this prince. It was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.

Forget it, flowers also need cow dung to grow well. This is the only way to comfort myself.

The master and servant brought special products from Yongle County to the door and handed over a visiting card. Soon the doorman went in to inform them and came out to greet them, saying that the mistress wanted to see them.

Princess Yongle thought that since the two old men in Jian'an Marquis's Mansion had passed away, and Tang Chujun's son was the crown prince, then Tang Chujun should be the head of the household now.

When she arrived at the main reception hall of the Marquis of Jian'an's mansion, a young and beautiful woman stood up to greet her and bowed deeply, "My concubine greets the Princess of Yongle."

Princess Yongle had seen countless men, and she took a liking to the girl the moment she saw her. "Are you... the daughter of the Lord of Chu?"

She called Tang Chujun by her maiden name, firstly to get closer to her, and secondly to blurt it out. It was kind of intimate to visit an old friend from childhood.

The beautiful woman acted with moderation. After asking everyone to sit down, she introduced herself as Tang Chujun's daughter-in-law, with the surname Wei, and was the wife of the prince of Jian'an Marquis's mansion.

Wei Cailing asked someone to serve tea and desserts, and said with a smile, "If mother knew that her childhood friend came to visit, she would be very happy. Please sit for a while, I will ask someone to invite her."

As she spoke, she turned around and ordered, "Hua Ruo, go to the Young Master's Mansion and ask mother to come over. Tell her that Princess Yongle is here to see her."

If Hua agreed, she would leave in a hurry.

Princess Yongle didn't understand what "going to the young master's house to invite mother" meant, and thought that she had gone to visit someone else, so she hurriedly said, "Don't bother. If she is not at home today, I can visit her another day."

Wei Cailing smiled softly, "It's okay. The young master's residence is next door, just two steps away. Mother is also happy that you are here." She suddenly remembered something and changed the subject, "Princess, did you buy so many porcelains to bring back to Yongle County?"

This is a large order, and someone has just come to ask her for instructions. The shopkeeper is sending someone to the warehouse to check the goods.

Speaking of this, Princess Yongle started chatting with Wei Cailing. As they chatted, she realized, "Lord Mo is your grandfather?"

Wei Cailing smiled and nodded, "The porcelain of our Mingyu'an Porcelain is strictly checked by my grandfather, so Princess can rest assured."

While the two were chatting, Tang Chujun came into the room.

Princess Yongle felt that the whole room became brighter with her entry. This, this, is this the little fat boy from childhood?

But the woman was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with fluttering sleeves, swaying gracefully as she walked, and looked noble and elegant. She was completely different from the chubby, crybaby girl in her memory.

Princess Yongle could not help but feel surprised and moved. Time is really magical. It can carve a handsome young man into a completely unrecognizable state, and it can also carve a woman into such a reborn state.

The woman had a very beautiful face, with her eyes and eyebrows reflecting her childhood, but also showing a bit of maturity and gentleness. This was the best time in a woman's life, any more would make her too old, any less would make her too young.

Princess Yongle slowly stood up, her eyes full of disbelief, "Is it you? Little... little fat boy?"