Two months passed in a flash.
The scorching summer had arrived, with the weather getting hotter day by day.
However, within the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it remained cool as spring, with a pleasant temperature.
At this moment, in a garden of the mansion, a group of women surrounded the eldest lady Chen Ying, looking at the child in her arms with full admiration.
"Sister, look at this child, so fair and tender, looking truly beautiful. When Zhi'er grows up, she will definitely be as peerlessly graceful as Sister."
The one speaking was a woman with a celestial beauty, none other than one of the four concubines, Chen Ling'er.
Since giving birth, Chen Ying's figure had become slightly plump, yet she appeared even more dazzling and charming.
She pretended to sigh and said, "Alas, it's unfortunate that she's a daughter and not a son!"
These words immediately stirred a pang of envy among the other wives and concubines, with the more scheming ones secretly cursing.
