The group sat kneeling on the cushions, each holding a cup of kuding tea on their wrists, and Princess Zhou glanced intentionally at Wen Zishan's posture, feeling as though the sweetness in her tea had vanished.
It's often said that Madam Wen comes from the Wang family, renowned for their impeccable manners and etiquette. Observing Wen Zishan's behavior, it's evident she's been trained by a professional tutor or a seasoned nanny, no wonder the Empress praised her.
What a pity, merely a facade.
No matter how perfect the etiquette, there remains the ignorance of decorum, an unashamed woman.
"I didn't expect Princess to also come to Songshan Temple to pray; what a coincidence." Madam Song broke the silence first.
With a soft smile, Princess Zhou replied, "I believe Madam is aware that I've given birth only a few months ago, precisely around the same time as your little son."
