The early morning autumn sun shone on the screen wall, casting a long shadow on the tall carriage. A large group of guards and maids surrounded the carriage. A woman with a protruding belly, a beautiful face, and long eyebrows was helped down from the carriage by the maids. She had her hair in a bun and wore mourning clothes, but her demeanor was also extraordinary.

She glanced at the screen wall calmly, then after a moment's hesitation, asked, "Didn't I send someone to deliver a letter to Mother? Why hasn't she come yet?"

The old woman next to him quickly responded: "Maybe it's not too late yet."

"She's always been so slow and careless," Luo Yihui said calmly. "You go back to your sister's place and have Xuezhi take her to the mourning hall. I'll go burn incense and paper for grandma first."

The old woman agreed and went forward. Luo Yihui, supported by the eldest maid, tilted her head and asked, "You asked your uncle to come back first. Did your aunt take your uncle and leave?"

The eldest girl said, "Yes, I picked it up and left. Now it's time to go to the mourning hall."

Luo Yihui sighed, "My aunt doesn't even put in the effort to appear good. It seems she's quite conflicted. I don't know what happened when I was away. She doesn't even care about her behavior anymore."

The eldest girl held her hand and told Luo Yihui to walk carefully: "...It's a good thing you came back, otherwise our sister would be in such a dangerous situation."

Luo Yihui didn't say anything else, but her eyes turned slightly cold.

Lin Hairu led Yi Ning to the screen wall in a hurry. There were many servants resting there, saying that the Crown Prince's wife had waited for a while and had already gone to the mourning hall.

Lin Hairu looked worried and was still late.

She said to Yining, "Your elder sister might scold me, you have to speak up for me later..."

Yining was stunned. She had only heard of mothers scolding their daughters, but never the other way around!

Lin Hairu was still very worried. This eldest daughter was too powerful. Before Luo Yihui got married, she had been controlling her a lot, interfering in everything. Whenever Luo Yihui criticized her, she would do even worse. So before Luo Yihui got married, she was in charge of all the affairs of the second house.

Lin Hairu was left with nothing to do, as she couldn't do anything right. Luo Yihui, on the other hand, lived up to her name, looking like a younger version of Mrs. Luo.

The mourning hall is located in the main hall.

There were still mourners in the main hall, white sails hanging low, the air was filled with incense, and a Taoist priest was performing a ritual.

Yi Ning immediately spotted a figure from behind. She was tall, with a slender neck. She knelt, offering incense to Old Lady Luo. When she stood up, a maid came to help her. Her belly was bulging, and her expression was indifferent. Yi Ning's heart skipped a beat when she saw her; she felt a sense of familiarity.

Luo Yihui also saw Yining being led by Lin Hairu.

Her sister was looking up at her, her eyes seemed a little curious and not as lively as before.

Lin Hairu walked over to greet them, holding Yi Ning's hand, and smiled nervously, "Sister Hui, you're finally back! It only took you two days to get back from the capital. You must be tired. Since you've already burned incense, why not go down and rest for a while..."

Luo Yihui said, "That's great. I have something else to ask you." She looked at Yining, who was holding Lin Hairu's hand, and seemed to want to say something.

Lin Hairu sighed and explained, "After the old lady passed away, Yining wasn't as lively as before."

When Luo Yihui heard Lin Hairu say this, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. She reached out to Yining, lowered her body, and said with a gentle smile, "Meimei, come to me quickly."

When Yi Ning saw Luo Yihui, she felt a surge of attachment, even stronger than when she'd been with Old Lady Luo. She just wanted to throw herself into her arms and cry her heart out. Hearing Luo Yihui call her by her nickname, her nose felt a pang of sadness. She took a few steps forward, threw herself into Luo Yihui's arms, hugged her neck, and softly called out, "Big Sister."

Luo Yihui hugged Yining tightly, stroked her back and said, "It's okay, sister is back." She saw that Yining, who was originally a little bully who was feared by everyone, now had a pitiful feeling of being weak and helpless, and she put her face against Yining's little face with even more heartache.

"Now that my sister is back, you have someone to rely on. Don't be afraid." Luo Yihui said softly.

Although it was the first time Yining saw her, there was a familiar aura about this strange elder sister. Looking closely, she and her elder sister had some similarities in appearance, but her elder sister was brighter and more beautiful, while Yining was still childish and immature.

After her mother's death, eleven-year-old Luo Yihui took care of her younger sister. Her younger sister learned to walk and talk, babbling and calling her "Sister," toddling behind her on her short legs, chasing after her for a hug. Luo Yihui's affection for her younger sister was truly extraordinary.

When I first married into the Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion, I really wanted to pack my sister up and take her away with me, so that she wouldn't be bullied by others in the Luo family.

When she heard her sister had fallen into the water at the Marquis's residence, she was already anxious. If she hadn't been less than three months pregnant, she would have rushed back. Fortunately, her sister was fine. Then she heard that Luo Shenyuan had passed the imperial examination, and then there was the death of Mrs. Luo.

Luo Yihui couldn't wait any longer and returned home even though she was pregnant. Ningyuan Marquis Fu Zhengqing advised her not to rush and to take care of the baby. She glared at Fu Zhengqing and returned home first. Fu Zhengqing, fearing something might happen to her, finished his work and rushed over.

When they returned to Lin Hairu's place, the maid brought tea. Luo Yihui took a sip and asked, "Grandma has always been in poor health, but nothing serious has happened. Why did she suddenly pass away?"

Putting down the teacup, Luo Yihui felt a little uncomfortable thinking about how kind Old Lady Luo had been to her. However, she knew that besides paying tribute to her grandmother, she had more important things to do, and she came back this time to take care of these things.

"I'm not sure either." Lin Hairu lowered her voice.

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