In no time at all, Shen Hua was led by him, reluctantly stepping out the door. The carriage wheels rolled, and the girl covered her face, her expression drooping as she lowered her eyelids.
Others talk of auspicious times, yet here she was, a new bride and yet having to leave the house. Who would believe it if said out loud?
Her makeup had already been washed away, her small face clean and white, with red lips and white teeth. She was radiant, yet also charming, with no conflict between the two qualities.
The dark circles under her eyes were unusually noticeable.
His fingertips brushed past them.
"Rong's asleep, why aren't you?"
Shen Hua: "Aunt You... Aunt You came over, and I chatted with her for a while."
"She's pregnant, six months along now."
