But things didn't go as Chu Daying wished. Even until her death, she never thought that her good intentions would result in a mistake.
When Zhi Yuan, the abbot, entered the palace, it happened to be the twenty-second of February.
After the half-month-long ritual was completed, it was already early March.
The grass grew lush and the orioles flew, heralding a renewal of all things.
The arrival of spring once again reminded Lin Wanyi of many delightful memories at home.
This day, Mrs. Dong, still disguised as a servant woman, entered the palace with Second Madam Dong, Mrs. Yun.
Upon seeing Lin Wanyi, her eyes were filled with longing for her daughter.
"You've lost weight, much more than the last time I saw you."
Mrs. Dong already knew about her daughter's pregnancy and severe morning sickness, so her heart was full of anxiety.
In her eyes, the heir was important,
but her daughter was important too.
Hearing about her constant nausea, Mrs. Dong was also very worried at home.
