Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1448 - 1386: The Future Little Martial Aunt’s Husband

A few people sat in the living room, and the little girl served tea and snacks. Each held a cup of tea and began to talk.

"Master, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Aren’t you going back to the mansion to celebrate?" Wufu looked at Old Mr. Meng and asked.

"Little Master Aunt, I came today to take Grandpa back to the mansion for the festival, and it happens you’re here." Meng Sihao said with a smile.

Old Mr. Meng snorted from his nose and said, "Every year the Mid-Autumn Festival is the same, doesn’t matter where you are."

"On a day of reunion, it’s only lively when everyone is together!" Wufu disagreed.

"Then you should come to the mansion for the festival too, and join in the fun!" Old Mr. Meng seized the opportunity.

"That’s right!" Meng Sihao also laughed and said, "The sisters at home have put up many beautiful lanterns. If Little Master Aunt comes, they will surely be delighted."

Wufu glanced at Ah Jiu and replied, "I won’t go. My mother is also in Changan now. If I go to the Meng family for the festival, she will be alone at home!"

Meng Sihao understood this too and smiled regretfully, "Then there’s no other way!"

"You could come with your mother, couldn’t you?" Old Mr. Meng suggested.

Wufu said, "Her health is getting heavier, it’s hard for her to move around. It’s better to avoid the trouble. When she’s feeling better, I’ll bring her to pay respect to Master!"

The identity of Mother and daughter Wufu was awkward, hearing this, Old Mr. Meng said nothing and turned to Ah Jiu, saying, "This gentleman, Ah Jiu..."

"Old Master, you are Wufu’s mentor, you can just call me Ah Jiu." Ah Jiu immediately stood up, respectfully said.

His solemn demeanor made Old Mr. Meng raise his eyebrows, his gaze fell on Wufu’s face, and even Meng Sihao sensed something as he scrutinized the two.

Is this the future husband of Little Master Aunt?

Faced with the probing eyes of the grandfather and grandson, Wufu and Ah Jiu remained calm, showing not the slightest unease.

"Ah Jiu is visiting for the first time, Sihao, you accompany him, and show him around my Songguan Residence." Old Mr. Meng said while stroking his beard.

Meng Sihao stood up and led the way with a smile, "Ninth Master, please." Since the status was not confirmed, he had to respectfully call him Master.

As the two walked out, Old Mr. Meng put down the teacup and said, "Follow me."

Wufu followed Old Mr. Meng to his study room and sat down. Facing the old master’s scrutiny, she blinked her eyes and said, "You have something to say, just say it!"

"You brought this boy to meet me, do you want to tell me that you and this boy have affections for each other?" Old Mr. Meng stared and asked.

Wufu nodded, "Ah Jiu is the one I admire, and you are my master, so I wanted you to meet him. Master, is there any problem?"

No problem, just that he’s...

"Do you know his identity?"

Wufu looked at him and probed, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Surname Jin, acts ninth, wears a Four-Clawed Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant. I heard that Beiyan sent a delegation to celebrate the Empress Dowager’s birthday, and among them, there was a prince." Old Mr. Meng looked at Wufu and said, "The surname of Beiyan’s Royal Family is Jin, Emperor Yan was supported to the throne in youth by the current Empress Dowager of Beiyan, yet not the natural son of Empress Dowager Mo, who only has one son, acts ninth. Wufu, you’re not going to tell me it’s a coincidence, are you?"

"Hmm, Master guessed it right, Ah Jiu is the Prince Jin of Beiyan, and I have affections for him!" Wufu frankly admitted.

But, what does it matter?

What she values is simply the person named Ah Jiu, whether he’s a prince or a commoner, as long as he is himself, the rest is unimportant!