Marrying the Crown Prince

Hearing Zhou Zhou's words, Ju Fang was slightly taken aback, and tactfully changed the subject, "What clothes will Miss wear tomorrow?"

"Something simpler." Zhou Zhou held the tea lid and gently skimmed off the foam.

No matter what, it's a temple visit to worship Buddha, so wearing gold and silver jewelry and heavy makeup is inappropriate.

"I remember just a few days ago I made a lotus-green silk skirt with willow branches and swallows, and clouds and water patterns," Jufang thought for a moment and suggested, "Miss hasn't worn it yet."

"Okay, this one will do." Zhou Zhou nodded and told her to make the arrangements.

Jufang quietly withdrew.

Zhou Zhou picked up the teacup, held it to his nose, and savored the unique aroma of Lu'an Melon Seed Tea.

Wang's visit today was not unexpected.

When Zhou Zhou heard that Wang Shi and Zhou Rong were also going to Yongxing Temple, she knew that guests were coming to her house.

Zhou Rong was meticulous and indifferent to her future, so she didn't feel much emotion after hearing the old lady's words; in her eyes, it was all the same.

If practicing Buddhism while keeping her hair still could truly secure a future for her younger sister, Zhou Rong would be willing to do so.

Wang was different. When she heard that the old lady was going to take her and Zhou Rong to Yongxing Temple, she immediately panicked, thinking that the old lady was disgusted by Zhou Rong's bad luck and wanted her to remain a nun with her hair intact.

If Wang is not facing a major event, she appears calm and composed when dealing with minor matters. However, she is not a very stable person and tends to panic when faced with major events.

So, Wang, who was completely at a loss, immediately went to Zhou Rong. Seeing her expression, Zhou Rong had no choice but to comfort her, "Mother, don't worry. Isn't Eighth Sister going too? Why don't we go and sit with Eighth Sister? Perhaps she knows the inside story?"

So, the Wang mother and daughter came to visit.

That's why Zhou Zhou said, "They just panicked."

These words were not appropriate to say to Jufang, as it is ultimately inappropriate to criticize an elder.

Jufang understood this principle and just appropriately changed the subject.

Zhou Zhou had a pretty good idea of ​​what the old lady meant—the Peach Blossom Banquet had just ended, and most people who went out with appointments were there for marriage.

This trip is either to have Zhou Rong look her over, or to arrange for someone else to look her over.

As for why Zhang was not brought along, it was probably to avoid Zhou Heng.

Zhou Zhou also hinted at these thoughts to Zhou Rong, and her reaction told Zhou Zhou that she understood.

Zhou Zhou finished the tea in his cup in one gulp, stood up, and stretched—it's so comfortable talking to smart people.

The next day, Zhou Zhou got up very early and went to the old lady's room.

The old lady had finished washing up, and as soon as Zhou Zhou arrived, she smiled and said to Wang Gui's mother beside her, "See, I told you this girl would come this morning."

“Then Grandmother must have prepared a sumptuous breakfast for me.” Zhou Zhou sat down next to the old lady without any ceremony.

"Hmph, did you hear that? Hurry up and give this monkey a bowl and chopsticks." The old lady huffed arrogantly, but did not forget to instruct the servants to prepare breakfast.

Because we were going out, breakfast was not plentiful. We had just finished a simple meal when Wang and Zhou Rong arrived.

The old lady asked politely, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

The two women had just seen the servants carrying away the leftover food at the door, and even if they hadn't eaten it, they wouldn't say so to avoid making a fool of themselves.

“Grandmother, knowing we were going out today, my mother and I got up early and had our meal,” Zhou Rong said with a sweet smile. “But we were still too slow to get up and missed your meal, otherwise we could have served you.”

"Yes, it's good that you have the intention." Zhou Rong's words were eloquent, and the old lady was happy to give her face. "With your sister here, it's alright, it's alright."

After the pleasantries were over, a maid came to report, "Madam, Old Wu's family has come to say that the carriage is ready and they are asking when you will depart."

"In that case, let's go now." The old lady stood up.

The four masters were traveling in one car, which was just right. However, the old lady sat at the very top with her eyes closed, and the Wang mother and daughter were a little reserved and did not dare to speak.

As for Zhou Zhou, she calmly pulled out a small, miscellaneous book from her sleeve.

Zhou Rong's eyes widened, completely unprepared for this turn of events.

After a while, Zhou Rong got really bored and saw Zhou Zhou engrossed in reading, so she secretly moved closer to her and whispered in her ear.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Rong asked softly, her face full of anticipation, as if asking if she could borrow it to take a look.

Zhou Zhou closed the book and showed Zhou Rong the words on the cover.

Zhou Rong's eyes widened, never expecting that Zhou Zhou would actually read storybooks.

Women in Chen Kingdom don't have many ways to pass the time. Reading storybooks is one of them. You know, the old lady has several old books that are kept hidden away in her room. They can't be bought on the market nowadays.

only……

Zhou Rong never expected that Zhou Zhou would read storybooks, after all, she was the kind of child that everyone admired since she was a child, the kind who was both intelligent and sensible.

"Want to watch it together?" Zhou Zhou's eyes were filled with tenderness.

“Okay.” Zhou Rong moved closer and sat shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Zhou, and they started reading together.

Having something to pass the time made the journey seem shorter, and Zhou Rong felt that the carriage stopped soon.

Old Wu's voice came through the carriage curtain, "Madam, we have arrived at Yongxing Temple."

The old lady opened her eyes. "Let's go."

When someone got off the carriage, the old lady didn't lead them up the stairs; it was as if she was waiting for someone.

Zhou Zhou was counting the pebbles on the ground to pass the time when he heard a sound. He had only counted to about sixty when he heard a sound.

"Why did you arrive so early, dear sister?" The Duchess of Qi appeared with Su Ye. "It is my fault for keeping you waiting for so long."

"What are you saying, old sister? It's laughable." Old Mrs. Zhou smiled warmly and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Duchess of Qi, looking at Su Ye beside her. "Is this your young master? He is indeed distinguished and has an extraordinary bearing."

Lady Qi introduced the boy to Zhou Zhou and the others, mainly to Zhou Zhou, "This is the monkey I told you about a few days ago. He is the eldest son of my good-for-nothing eldest son, and his name is Ye."

Zhou Zhou's brow twitched slightly—"So beautiful and gentle, it seems that everyone in the Qi State Duke's mansion has extremely high expectations for Su Ye's future."

“This is my third son’s wife,” Grandma Zhou introduced, “and these two are the second and eighth sons, respectively.”

"Speaking of which, my Ye'er should be a bit older than your eighth daughter," the Duchess of Qi immediately received the signal and secretly nudged Su Ye, "Why don't you go and meet your eighth sister?"

"Miss Zhou on Tuesday." Su Ye bowed, then looked at Zhou Zhou with clear eyes, "Eighth Sister."

"Young Master Su." Zhou Rong and Zhou Zhou bowed in return.

The two old ladies exchanged a glance—the children already knew each other, and whether they would hit it off was up to fate.