"So you and Miss Wu met here?"
"Yes!"
"Hehehe..."
Queen Namu Khan laughed, "Who would have thought that my Chen'er is such a romantic? Now, I can hardly wait for tomorrow to personally see the girl who has captivated my son. What kind of girl is she?"
Wanyan Jingchen smiled gently, looking at the night view outside the window, and softly said, "In my son's eyes, she is the best. Mother will surely like her too!"
Out of affection for the son, Queen Namu Khan already started to like Xiang Yun even before meeting her, even preparing a generous meeting gift, just waiting for tomorrow to set the matter for her son!
It was already the mid-winner season, and the flowers and plants in the Imperial Garden had withered, except for the hundreds of plum blossoms in the Plum Grove, which were competing to bloom amid the frigid winds. The white plum flowers, the red ones, and the large patches of red and white complement each other, making them particularly noticeable in the bleak winter.
