In my previous life, I was the only daughter of the imperial merchant Shen Mansion. I married into the Crown Prince's residence, only to be killed by the man who shared my bed.
Reborn at ...
After nearly a month of travel, the Shen family's convoy finally arrived in the Jiangnan town and stopped in front of the back gate of "Jinwei Ji".
Upon receiving the news, Shen Yuewei, heavily pregnant, was already anxiously waiting at the courtyard gate, supported by Chun Tao and Zhang Mama.
As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Shen Wenbai jumped off his horse and quickly went to open the carriage door for his parents. Shen's mother was helped down from the carriage and immediately saw her daughter standing at the door, her figure plump but her head craning in anticipation.
"Wei'er!" Mother Shen's tears instantly burst forth. She rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly, sobbing uncontrollably, "My child! I've missed you so much!"
"Mother!" Shen Yuewei burst into tears instantly, hugging her mother tightly. All her longing, grievances, and discomfort during pregnancy seemed to have found an outlet.
Standing to the side, watching the mother and daughter embrace and weep, the father's eyes also welled up with tears, but he held them back and gently patted his daughter's shoulder: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Looking at his younger sister's noticeably larger belly and somewhat swollen face, Shen Wenbai felt a pang of heartache, and his voice choked with emotion: "Wei'er, you've suffered so much."
"Father! Second Brother!" Shen Yuewei lifted her head from her mother's arms, looking at her father and brother with teary eyes, but a joyful smile of reunion bloomed on her face.
At this moment, Lin Qingwan also stepped down from the carriage behind. Looking at this deeply moving reunion, her eyes were filled with glistening tears as she smiled and stepped forward: "Sister Yuewei."
"Sister Qingwan!" Shen Yuewei was overjoyed to see Lin Qingwan. She quickly let go of her mother and tried to take her hand, but her heavy belly prevented her from doing so.
Lin Qingwan quickly stepped forward, took Shen Yuewei's hand, and gently looked her up and down: "Sister, you look alright, but this belly... you must be so tired!" Her eyes were full of genuine concern.
"I'm so happy that my sister could come!" Shen Yuewei held Lin Qingwan's hand tightly, then looked at her parents and brothers, "Father, Mother, Second Brother, you must be tired from your journey! Come on, come inside! Zhang Mama has made some hot soup!"
The family escorted Shen Yuewei into the courtyard. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus wafted through the air, refreshing and delightful. Hot tea and snacks had already been prepared in the courtyard.
Mother Shen held her daughter's hand, looking at her from left to right, unable to get enough of her, and tears streamed down her face again: "You've lost weight... and you've become haggard... No matter how beautiful Jiangnan is, how can you be well without your loved ones by your side?"
"Mother, I'm fine, really." Shen Yuewei smiled as she wiped away her mother's tears. "His Highness the Crown Prince made perfect arrangements, and Zhang Mama and Chuntao did their best. Look, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I? I've been waiting for you all to come!"
Shen Wenbai looked around the small courtyard, which was heavily guarded and decorated in a warm and elegant style. He then looked at his sister's genuine smile and the sense of security in her eyes, and the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted. He looked at the quiet and graceful Lin Qingwan beside him, and met her gentle gaze. The two smiled at each other, and everything was understood without words.
The small courtyard in Jiangnan finally welcomed its long-awaited owner. The loving care of her parents, the protection of her elder brother, the companionship of her close friends, and the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms throughout the courtyard wove a warm and sturdy net, gently enveloping the soon-to-be-born Shen Yuewei. The turmoil in the capital seemed to have temporarily receded; here, only the warmth of home and the purest anticipation for new life remained. However, beneath this tranquility, would the shadows from the depths of the palace truly spare this corner of Jiangnan?