"Oh? It's really her?" Cen Yuwei raised her eyebrows.

Thinking of the first time when she met Sun Yuting, the initiator mentioned by Sun Yuting, she suspected that the person was Zhang Wenyao just now.

Unexpectedly, it really matched.

If the face meets and things meet, then the person will not be wrong.

The person who is dissatisfied with Concubine Zhang is the legitimate daughter of Zhang Shoufu, Zhang Wenyao!

The legitimate daughter of the Zhang family is dissatisfied with Concubine Zhang? This...

Cen Yuwei touched her chin and fell into deep thought.

Perhaps seeing her not moving her chopsticks for a long time, Mrs. Cen couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Did something happen? She was the one you just said...?"

"It's okay. I just came across an acquaintance on the way back from practicing swordsmanship, but I greeted her but ignored me. I wondered if I had recognized the wrong person. I let Huajiao catch up and take a look."

"Then is this confirmation, did you admit your mistake?"

"Yes." Cen Yuwei nodded generously and smiled heartlessly, "I guess I've been angry with me before and don't want to pay attention to me."

"What are you not angry?" Mrs. Cen was very dissatisfied with her statement. "You are a good child. If others don't provoke you, you will not provoke others on your own initiative. If she gets angry, she will definitely provoke you!"

Cen Yuwei: “…”

My mother is quite confident in her...

I don't know if this is learned from my father...

But this is okay. Anyway, it’s just an excuse, and Cen Yuwei skipped the topic.

But Mrs. Cen was worried about her and comforted her again.

After dinner, Mrs. Cen went to Jingtang to recite scriptures.

Cen Yuwei found a hidden place to enjoy the cool air.

As soon as the recliner was placed and the herbal tea was put on, she was about to fall asleep. But Cen Jiaying rushed to stop her: "Cen Yuwei, what you told her mother just now was a lie?"

“Is this important?”

Cen Yuwei did not deny it or admit it.

"Of course it's important!" The little girl frowned and brought a stool to sit down, pursed her lips and said, "Mother cares about you sincerely!"

"I know, so I don't want to worry her."

"Worried?" the little girl frowned again, "What's the tricky thing you encountered?"

"How could it be? Who am I?"

Cen Yuwei sneered and raised her eyebrows proudly.

But seeing that the girl next to her had not improved, she became darker and darker, she had to touch her nose and talk about the matter roughly to Cen Jiaying.

After saying that, she asked her by the way: "Speaking of it, do you know what the situation of the Zhang family is?"

"Is Zhang Wenyao and Concubine Zhang arguing? I have never heard of this." Cen Jiaying shook her head.

But in a blink of an eye, she said again: "But I understand a little about the sister Zhang Wenyao said."

"Oh? Tell me?"

"The so-called sister should be Zhang Shoufu's eldest daughter, Zhang Wenjing." Cen Jiaying slowly told what she knew, "This girl has a prominent family background and is both virtuous and talented, which is very good.

"So, I married the prince who was born to the palace aunt early."

"Dear baby?" Cen Yuwei was stunned, "But King Han is still there if he is not the Dragon Boat Festival..."

"Not King Han." Cen Jiaying said strangely, "Zhang Wenjing is now in her twenties, how could you think of King Han?"

"I..." Cen Yuwei pulled the corners of her mouth and asked awkwardly, "It's okay for a female junior to hold a gold brick, it's okay to have a few years older..."

She is not familiar with things that were not mentioned in the storybook.

Fortunately, in Cen Jiaying's eyes, it is normal for her to be a family that is not doing her job properly.
Chapter completed!