Wanyan Zheng brought Wen Jing and the others to Azure Dragon Residence. Seeing Consort Ningrong's personal maid standing guard at the entrance, he hurriedly asked, "Is my mother in?"
"Young master, the Consort is bathing," the maid replied respectfully with a bow.
"My mother is bathing. Shouldn't you be attending to her?" Wanyan Zheng found the maid's words somewhat strange.
"The Consort said she wanted some time alone," the maid answered.
"Is Mother still grieving over Father's death?"
Wanyan Zheng glanced at Wen Jing beside him and sighed helplessly.
Wen Taiji and Wanyan Zang had perished together. Getting Consort Ningrong to accept Wen Jing as her daughter-in-law would probably not be easy!
"Brother Zheng, how about we leave for now?"
Seeing Wanyan Zheng's troubled expression, Wen Jing took his hand and suggested it.
Wen Jing felt only sorrow in her heart, not hatred. After all, Wanyan Zang was already dead. No matter who had been right or wrong between Wen Taiji and Wanyan Zang, they were both dead now. When a person died, it was like a lamp going out; even if they held on, they could not come back to life.
"Mother, it's A Zheng. I have something to discuss with you." Wanyan Zheng patted Wen Jing's hand, gave her a reassuring look, and called out loudly.
"It's A Zheng..."
Ningrong hurriedly calmed her emotions and tried to return to a normal tone. In a somewhat chilly voice, she replied, "A Zheng, whatever it is can wait. Go to White Dragon Hall and wait for me first. I'll come find you shortly."
Hearing Consort Ningrong's words, Wanyan Zheng did not suspect anything and replied, "Your son understands."
After saying that, Wanyan Zheng led Wen Jing and the others toward White Dragon Hall.
Inside White Dragon Hall, Wanyan Zheng,