Lu Ying: "Once you're pregnant, I'll naturally take you out."
The pastries crafted by palace chefs were supposed to be exquisite and aromatic, yet Shen Yinning found them completely tasteless.
Though she wasn't sure how many days she'd been confined, it had to have been quite some time. Surely Empress Dowager Li would step in to save her by now?
"I can't eat anymore..." She pushed away Lu Ying's hand that was offering food, leaning delicately against his chest. "Brother Lu Ying, it's so lonely staying in this place all by myself, day after day. Can't you tell me something interesting about what's been happening in the Capital recently? I heard the Empress Dowager went to Xiaokan Temple to worship Buddha—has she returned to the Capital?"
The young woman's voice was muffled, lacking the crisp, ethereal charm it once had.
She seemed like a drooping, withered flower.
Lu Ying responded indifferently, "Why inquire about the Empress Dowager?"
