Chapter 7

Such a joyful wedding day had been disrupted. Even the wedding night probably hadn’t been enjoyed fully.

Mother didn’t look well either.

For the first time, she treated the marquess’s wife coldly and insisted on a satisfactory explanation for me.

Knowing she was in the wrong, the lady swallowed her resentment and brought lavish compensation.

Jiang Huaiyou went further.

The next day at court, he joined the censors in submitting a memorial against Xie Xun.

An imperial decree reached the marquis’s residence that very day.

By then, none of us had the attention to care.

My sister wanted her husband to take my pulse, fearing I had been badly frightened.

I thought she was making too much of it.

But when my newly appointed brother-in-law murmured, “Hm,” even my heart rose into my throat.

Then came an astonishing sentence.

“Her pulse is very steady. The baby is healthy too.”

My eyes widened. I was shocked and dazed.

Mother reacted first. She clasped her hands, crying with joy and thanking the Bodhisattva.

Understanding him, my sister angrily hit her husband.

“You fool! What was that ‘hm’ for? Do you know you frightened us half to death?”

Jiang Huaiyou reacted last.

He was so happy he didn’t know what to do.

Then fear caught up with him.

He held me tightly.

“Thank goodness you and the baby are safe.”

12

My pregnancy was so comfortable and easy that I let myself go.

I ate whatever I wanted.

Mother visited often. Seeing this, she had already written to Grandmother, urging her to come from Lingzhou.

“You won’t listen to me. Your grandmother will have to keep you in line.”

“You can’t keep relying on being healthy. Look at you, eating all that rich, greasy food again.”

“…”

The sunshine was warm and bright.

My awareness grew drowsy.

Mother’s scolding continued beside me. Finally, she sighed helplessly.

“Bless both my daughters with safety and health. May all go well for them…”

Half asleep, something stirred in my memory.

Why was that voice so familiar?

Just before sleep took me, I remembered.

It seemed to be the distant, hazy voice I had heard before my rebirth, after my soul had drifted through the world for more than a decade in my previous life.

Ah.

It had been Mother’s prayers, day after day.

The End

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