Seeing this, Wei Xuan's lips curled into a smile: "What's wrong?"

"You're not happy that you have my child?"

"No!" Shen Nianyin shook her head slightly and quickly explained, "I'm just worried... afraid that because of my lowly status, I won't be able to protect this child..."

"How could that be? With me here, I will definitely protect you and the child." Wei Xuan held her hand tightly and solemnly promised, "By the way, you must quickly tell Grandma, Father, and Mother the good news so they can be happy too."

"Um!"

"Most importantly, you have done a great service by having children for the Marquis's family. I want to make you a concubine."

As soon as Wei Xuan said this, the eyes of Old Madam Shen and the others lit up instantly.

Concubine!

If Shen Nianyin can successfully give birth to Wei Xuan's eldest son, then her position in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion will be virtually unshakeable.

If something were to happen to the Crown Princess one day, given how much the Crown Prince cares for her, and considering her contribution in giving birth to the eldest son, he might be able to elevate her to the position of principal wife and make her his second wife.

When Wei Xuan inherits the title of Marquis, she will be the Marquis's wife!

Consequently, the Shen family's status will also rise.

Just thinking about it made Shen Cang's lips almost twitch into a smile.

Unexpectedly, Shen Nianyin refused: "I don't care about being a concubine or anything like that. As long as I can stay by the prince's side and give birth to our child smoothly, I will be content."

This greatly worried Madam Shen and the others, who thought to themselves, "Why are they pushing away the fat meat that's already in their mouths?"

Wei Xuan knew she wasn't the kind of woman who coveted vanity, and he felt an indescribable warmth in his heart. He wanted to do everything he could to be good to her. He wanted to have a few private words with her, but he had to give up because there were too many people around.

After confirming with Physician Li that Shen Nianyin was alright, he happily took her back to the Marquis's residence.

On the Shen family's side, upon learning that Shen Nianyin was pregnant, they were filled with unrealistic fantasies about the future and were so immersed in joy that they almost forgot that a funeral was being held in the mansion.

As the night passed and the sky began to lighten the next day, the Shen family began to play drums and music to send off the coffin.

The mansion was filled with lanterns made of white paper, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.

Chaos reigned, people came and went, and cries echoed through the mountains.

Shen Ruyin's funeral was very simple.

Firstly, she has no status and is a junior, so it is not appropriate for her to hold a grand celebration.

Secondly, neither Madam Shen nor Shen Cang were willing to part with the money.

Even if Shen Ruyin were truly dead, let alone if she were faking her death, they would still be stingy.

Except for the elders, everyone in the Shen family was dressed in mourning clothes. As the funeral director called out "Raise the spirit," everyone except Shen Qiyin and Rendong burst into mournful cries. The scene was...

It's somewhat funny.

Because everyone was just howling, with varying pitches and lengths of breath, rising and falling in an endless stream.

Ren Dong nudged Shen Qiyin lightly with her elbow and said to her, "Sister, when did Sister Xianglan and Shen Ruyin become so close? Look at her crying, her shoulders are shaking."

Without even turning her head, Shen Xiyin casually remarked, "Happy, aren't you?"

"ah?!"

"Your sister Xianglan always has such strange reasons for laughing." Yesterday, when Shen Nianyin came back to attend the funeral, I only teased her and Wei Xuan a few times, and Xianglan burst out laughing.

It seems that today's scene has touched her again.

As the funeral procession left the Shen family's gate, a sudden "click" sound came from the crowd. However, the loud crying and music made it difficult for anyone to notice.

By the time the pallbearers realized something was wrong, it was too late.

Suddenly the carrying pole broke, and the cypress coffin carried by eight people fell to the ground with a "bang," the coffin lid shattering into pieces!