The place Wanyun and Wei Lin had arranged to meet was within the high-walled courtyard where Ye Lü Yi was temporarily staying.
Wanyun entered and saw that the interior possessed a unique charm. The garden's scenery was clearly laid out in the style of the Daqi Central Plains.
From a distance, she could see a pavilion. Wei Lin sat there, her face unveiled, and waved at Wanyun.
Wanyun approached with delicate steps and curtsied to Wei Lin, though she was unsure what to call her. Wei Lin was over thirty-six, yet she was still stunningly beautiful; it seemed as if time had left no trace on her face.
Wei Lin saw Wanyun's dilemma at a glance. "You and Xing'er have been married for many years, and I, his mother, have yet to formally meet you."
Wanyun replied, "Wanyun pays her respects to Mother."
Wei Lin smiled and took Wanyun's hand, bidding her to rise. She studied Wanyun's features and said, "It is truly Xing'er's good fortune that he could marry you."
