Lady Wu quickly saluted, "Greetings, Princess."
Jiang Zhongxing then turned back to Jiang Youzhi and said, "Youzhi, meet your grandmother."
Jiang Youzhi lifted his robe and knelt down, respectfully kowtowing on the ground, before straightening his back.
The Princess on the couch was momentarily stunned by Jiang Zhongxing's words, then she leaned forward, carefully examining Jiang Youzhi. The more she looked, the more astonished she appeared, "This child is—"
Jiang Zhongxing smiled and said, "He's the son of Yaoyao and me."
The Princess did not ask where this son came from; she only said, "Quickly stand up, come over here and let me have a look."
Jiang Youzhi rose and walked to the couch. The Princess pulled him to sit beside her, scrutinizing him carefully, then said to Jiang Zhongxing, "He resembles you, looks just like you did when you were younger."
She held Jiang Youzhi's hand and only then asked, "What's the story with this child?"
Lady Wu glanced back at the maid.
