In the mirror, she not only looked more beautiful but also younger. Madam Liang was lightly dabbing her rosy cheeks in front of the mirror when Liang Zechong and Jinzhao walked in.
Madam Liang rose with a smile and said, "My lord, please take a seat."
Liang Zechong felt his spouse was somehow different today and was still in a daze when Jinzhao leaned down and brought his head close to Madam Liang's face for a closer look.
He said with a laugh, "In a blink, grandson almost mistook you for my aunt. Grandmother, how have you suddenly become like my father's sister?"
His words made both Liang Zechong and Madam Liang laugh.
Madam Liang playfully slapped him and chided, "You child, what kind of language is that? Have you no respect for your elders?"
At one side, Sister Song said with a laugh, "It's no wonder the young master couldn't recognize her. I, too, was a bit stunned just now, as if we had gone back many years."
