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Chapter VIII

After the carriage stopped, the door was opened. The first person to jump out of the car was Jiu'er, followed by Granny Yun, followed closely by Lin Bingying. Her appearance attracted a lot of curious eyes.

Lin Bingying and Grandma Yun both turned around. One on the left and the other on the right, they respectfully helped Mrs. Ruan get out of the carriage.

"Wow! Prince Jing's Mansion has such a big battle today. Mrs. Ruan from the Marquis Mansion is here in person."

"Didn't Chen Wanyu always come to such occasions in the past?"

"Haven't you heard of it? She probably doesn't even have the nerve to come out to meet people."

"Why?"

"Isn't it just because of that Qin Ruolan..."

Hearing everyone's comments, Chen Wanyu and Qin Ruolan worked together to reduce their presence and blend into the crowd, praying in their hearts not to be recognized.

"Mrs. Ruan is here with your presence, and Prince Jing's Mansion is in full bloom." The steward of Prince Jing's Mansion stepped forward to salute and say hello.

She casually took out a post from her arms and handed it to the palace steward.

"Gold post!"

"Look, it's a gold post!"

"Is it rare?"

"You don't even understand that only the distinguished guests among the distinguished guests can get the golden invitation card personally given by Princess Jing."

"Receiving a gold post is a symbol of supreme status."

Everyone was whispering, and Chen Wanyu and Qin Ruolan looked at the gold post in Mrs. Ruan's hand from a distance with envious expressions.

There are three types of posts from Prince Jing's Mansion: ordinary guests have ordinary posts; distinguished guests have silver posts; as for gold posts, they are personally invited by Princess Jing, and so far only a handful of people have received them.

There is no harm without comparison. If they were not kicked out of the Hou Mansion, they would have followed Mrs. Ruan and attended the meeting as distinguished guests holding gold invitations. In an instant, Chen Wanyu and Qin Ruolan's joy at receiving ordinary invitations last night disappeared.

After taking the gold post, the palace steward opened it casually and saw that he was startled and then stopped talking.

"What's wrong? The post is fake?"

"The gold invitation is real, but..." The palace steward met Mrs. Ruan's sharp gaze and emboldened her, "My princess is sending an invitation to Princess Linglong."

There was a chuckle from inside the carriage, and then a childlike voice said playfully: "I'll come if Princess Jing invites you."

At this moment, Mrs. Ruan slowly turned around and stretched out her hands, and a pair of small hands rested on her arms.

The palace steward was overjoyed and shouted without thinking: "Princess Linglong is here!"

Upon hearing this, the originally noisy gate of Prince Jing's Mansion suddenly became quiet.

Ruan Mianmian, the princess of Linglong County, has become a famous figure in the capital. It is rumored that she is a three-year-old girl. The Ding'an Marquis Mansion has protected her very well. Unexpectedly, she would appear in public in Prince Jing's Mansion today...

Mrs. Ruan's hands accidentally touched Ruan Mianmian's armpits, and she giggled.

Before seeing anyone, just hearing the sweet and sweet laughter like silver bells already filled people's hearts with anticipation.

Ruan Mianmian was carried out of the carriage by Mrs. Ruan. She put her arms around her grandmother's neck, raised her head and showed the most brilliant smile.

There are only two small knots tied on the round head, but the red braided ropes tied with small knots are inlaid with gems of various colors, which refract and sparkle with various colors of light under the sunlight.

She has fair and flawless skin, a light pink on both sides of her cheeks, bright star eyes, a bright red mouth, and two deep dimples on the left and right corners of her mouth when she smiles.

The soft and cute little breast dumplings can make people's hearts melt when they smile.

Hey, what's wrong with these people? Why are they staring at themselves? Ruan Mianmian blinked his big eyes, with question marks all over his face.

"I heard that someone has arrived, where are they?" Suddenly there was movement inside the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Ruan Mianmian looked curiously in the direction of the sound, and saw a peacock leading a group of people rushing towards her.

"Princess Jing is out!"

"Only the old lady of Ding'an Marquis Mansion has this kind of face.

"No, I'm probably here for Princess Linglong."



There are different opinions, but it is true that Princess Jing went out in person to greet the distinguished guests from the Ding'an Marquis Mansion.

Mrs. Ruan held Ruan Mianmian in her arms and frowned slightly as she looked at the people coming in a hurry.

When she was young, Princess Jing Yuan Xia liked to add various colors to her body, wear, wear, hang, etc. Unexpectedly, she has not changed her habits even after she is over fifty.

"Grandma, is that peacock Princess Jing?" Ruan Mianmian asked in a low voice in Mrs. Ruan's ear.

Phew, Mrs. Ruan couldn't help but laugh. The description of the peacock and her precious granddaughter was so apt. She was so laughing that she couldn't speak and could only nod lightly.

When Yuan Xia stepped out of the palace, her daughter-in-law and Crown Princess Jiang Shuyun persuaded her hard before she reluctantly left the palace to welcome Mrs. Ruan and her party.

Yuan Xia originally thought of just walking out of the threshold. After all, she was not only Princess Jing, but also the emperor's elder. When the emperor saw her, he had to address her as the emperor's aunt.

When she saw the little breast dumplings in Mrs. Ruan's arms from a distance, Princess Jing's eyes lit up, and she forgot about all the airs and pretense and simply ran towards her.

"What a cute little baby." Yuan Xia stretched out her hand before getting close. She pinched the baby's cheek and smiled at the same time.

It seems that Princess Jing likes her very much, Ruan Mianmian called out obediently: "Hello, Grandma Yuan, I am Ruan Mianmian."

Everyone around, including Mrs. Ruan, was stunned. Ruan Mianmian’s title seemed right but also wrong. In terms of the friendship between Princess Jing and the Marquis of Ding’an when they had known each other since they were young, it seemed right, but her identity as Princess Jing seemed to be right.

There it is.

Yuan Xia was stunned when she heard Ruan Mianmian call her "Grandma Yuan", and then she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Hello Mianmian, come on, come on, come on, call me 'Grandma Yuan' again.

Jiang Shuyun saw that Yuan Xia was not only not angry but also quite happy and hurriedly agreed: "Mother, the princess's title to you sounds so kind."

Yuan Xia laughed and said, "Well, this little baby is not afraid of strangers and has such a sweet mouth."

Mrs. Ruan glanced at Ruan Mianmian. She knew Yuan Xia very well, but she was not easy to get along with. She didn't expect to be taken over by the little breast dumpling when they met.

"Grandma, let me down." Ruan Mianmian whispered.

After standing firmly with both feet on the ground, Ruan Mianmian showed his appearance and formally saluted Yuan Xia: "Mianmian, please give your regards to Princess Jing."

"No gift." Yuan Xia smiled with a smile on her face and stretched out her hand to help the little breast dumpling up. "You'd better call me 'Grandma Yuan', or it won't sound awkward."

"Okay, Grandma Yuan, let Mianmian take you away." As Ruan Mianmian spoke, she stretched out her right hand and took Yuan Xia's hand.

At the same time, Ruan Mianmian stretched out his left hand to hold Mrs. Ruan's hand: "Grandma, let's go together."

Jiang Shuyun stood by and exclaimed: "Oh my, the princess is so considerate despite her young age."

Looking down at the hands she and Ruan Mianmian held together, Yuan Xia could feel the warmth coming from the small hand in her big hand, and Yuan Xia felt warm in her heart.

As Princess Jing, she has long been accustomed to being aloof. Looking back, no one has held her hand for many years. The grandchildren in the palace can only see her with respect and alienation.


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