Sang Jiang pinched a bit of fat around her waist, and her face immediately scrunched up.

She was slightly chubby in her past life and finally got to sit in the slender beauty category, but she didn't expect to gain weight again now.

As she listened to Chunhe's gossip and looked at the pastries in her hand, she hesitated for a few seconds before placing them on the stone table beside her.

Chunhe glanced at her in surprise, thinking she didn't want to eat anymore, but in less than two minutes she picked up a big apple next to her and started eating it again.

Chunhe's lips twitched involuntarily as she talked about gossip.

"Wait!" Sang Jiang suddenly interrupted her as if she had just remembered something: "How much longer do you think it will be before I can enter the palace?"

Chunhe blinked at her: "Entering the palace in five days."

Sang Jiang blinked, then blinked again. She put down the apple in her hand, frowned, and looked at Chunhe: "It's ahead of schedule?"

Chunhe looked at her as if she were a fool: "Princess, you must have misremembered the time."

“Isn’t it August 25th?” Sang Jiang frowned.

Chunhe sighed: "It's the fifteenth of August! The Emperor said your title is Bright Moon, which symbolizes reunion. It just so happens that you will enter the palace on the fifteenth of August, the festival of reunion."

Sang Jiang: ...

What kind of bullshit reunion is this? Who wants to reunite with him?

"Have you found Li Wei, whom I asked you to find?" Sang Jiang asked Chunhe in a deep voice, pulling herself out of her thoughts.

At first, she thought she would have some time before entering the palace, so she did things at a leisurely pace. But now it's different; she only has five days left and can't afford to dawdle.

Chunhe was slightly stunned; Sang Jiang's thoughts were a bit erratic at the moment, and she didn't react for a moment.

She thought for a moment and then said, "Found him. Someone has been watching him."

“Yes.” Sang Jiang nodded: “It’s time for him to come and find his child to acknowledge his ancestors.”

After she finished speaking, she lay down on the recliner and started rocking with her eyes closed.

As the weather starts to get colder, she enjoys sunbathing more and more.

Seeing that she had closed her eyes again, Chunhe discreetly slipped away to run errands.

...

As soon as Yang Liu opened her eyes, she saw Sang Hongfu standing guard beside her. She moved her dry lips but couldn't say a word; her eyes reddened first.

Hearing the noise, Sang Hongfu looked up at her and saw Yang Liu awkwardly turning her head away.

He sighed softly, took a few steps forward, and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Liu'er, we can live well without children..."

If he hadn't said those words, Yang Liu would have felt somewhat comforted, but as soon as he did, tears streamed down her face.

Can you live a good life without children?

Without children, how could she maintain her position? With Sang Hongfu, who was half-dead and about to be buried?

Sang Yun is definitely unreliable. He must know about Sang Jiang's affair. Even if she weren't his aunt, Sang Yun would still hate her to the core.

She sniffed but didn't say anything.

Sang Hongfu reached out and took her hand in his own: "Don't be angry with your father, okay?"

Yang Liu remained silent.

Sang Hongfu remained silent and simply waited for her.

He only got up and left after Yang Liu fell asleep again.

As soon as he left, Yang Liu opened her eyes. She wiped away her tears and looked at Xiao Hui, asking, "How is that bitch Liu Furong doing?"

Xiao Hui looked at her and said softly, "Don't worry, Aunt. Everything is under your control. Sang Rui has been taken to the Prince's Mansion as a concubine. She will probably be having her wedding night soon."

"Is that so?" Yang Liu pursed her lips, a ruthless smile appearing on her face.

This was the best news she had heard in a long time.