After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

"What did you dream about? It's been three days, and you've been crying on and off, crying so sadly."

Wei Zhaoning had a splitting headache and couldn't remember what had happened. Her memory was only of He Mi being killed by the Regent.

"I don't know, thank you for watching over me, Seventh Princess."

Pei Ran frowned. "It wasn't me who was guarding you. It was my elder brother who guarded you day and night. He had to go out for an urgent matter just now, so I took over."

Wei Zhaoning felt a surge of fear. What if the Seventh Princess misunderstood her relationship with the Regent again?

"Seventh Princess, please don't misunderstand... Although I don't remember what happened, but..."

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Princess blushed instantly, as if she had mentioned something embarrassing.

She remembered the suggestive marks on her brother's neck. "Stop!"

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then said, "Never mind."

After saying that, she ran out in a panic.

At that moment, a figure in dark ink also turned around faintly from the doorway.

Wei Zhaoning was puzzled. At this moment, Dongxu found the Regent's Palace.

"Miss! Something terrible has happened!"

"Princess Changning, she..."

Wei Zhaoning's heart jumped.

"What's wrong with Ashu?"

"Princess Changning... has miscarried, the baby... could not be saved..."

Wei Zhaoning's hand suddenly fell limply to her side, her eyes becoming vacant and incredulous.

"It was all my negligence! The princess found out about this, which caused her to miscarry!"

"Where's Ashu? Is Ashu alright?"

"Princess Changning's life was saved, but her body was severely injured."

Wei Zhaoning's fingertips were faintly bluish-white, hanging limply at her sides, swaying without any sensation, even her curling movements were sluggish.

Why did this still happen in this lifetime?

She felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

I almost got killed by He Mi myself, and so did Ashu's child.

It was as if an invisible force was telling her that she could not change the tragic circumstances of her past life.

"I want to go see Ashu."

Wei Zhaoning got out of bed, took two steps and then collapsed to the ground. She only remembered that she had been drugged with aphrodisiacs before she fainted. In order to harm her, Wei Jiaruo and He Mi used a dosage that was enough to damage her lungs and internal organs.

That's why she was unconscious for so long and was still weak and limp when she woke up.

However, Wei Jiaruo's family was very ordinary and had no powerful connections. The fact that the Dali Temple arrested her without any investigation must have been at the behest of some influential figure.

It reminded me of the man wearing a golden mask on Suzaku Street that day.

Wei Jiaruo still has allies.

In her past life, she didn't know what happened during the five years that Wei Jiaruo and Lu Zhufeng faked their deaths, but she never noticed anything unusual about Wei Jiaruo until her death.

Many things are different in this life.

*

When Wei Zhaoning arrived at the princess's residence, Li Changming was also there.

Holding a broom, Li Changming glared at Wei Zhaoning without any politeness, "You harmed my wife's child, and you still dare to come here!"

He had high hopes for this child, and suddenly he lost him; he couldn't accept it.

Wei Zhaoning grabbed the broom, "Let go!"

She had nothing to explain to Li Changming. If anyone was to blame for Shen Shu's miscarriage, it would be Li Changming!

On the bed, Shen Shu's eyelids were half closed, her long eyelashes had lost their former luster, drooping listlessly, occasionally trembling with difficulty, like the wings of a dying butterfly.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, covered with a layer of unyielding mist.

Hearing a sound outside, she perked up a little, "Ningning?"

"Ningning, is that you?"

Wei Zhaoning glared at Li Changming and quickly went inside.

"Ashu, I'm sorry."

When Wei Zhaoning saw Shen Shu's sickly appearance, his heart ached. He thought to himself that it was all her fault for not being strong enough, making Ashu wait for so long, and in the end, she couldn't escape that fate.

Shen Shu lowered her head. "It's good that you're alright. Why were you framed and sent to the Dali Temple? Are you hurt? Was it Wei Jia who did it?"

Wei Zhaoning had mixed feelings. Even though Shen Shu was in such a state, the first thing she did when she saw her was to ask how she was doing.

"I haven't heard anything for the past few days, so..."

Wei Zhaoning's guilt was palpable. "Ashu, it's my fault that you're in trouble."

Shen Shu was taken aback, then looked at Wei Zhaoning with a bitter expression, "I know without you saying it, someone wants to harm you. You've suffered too much these past years."

"I don't want to blame you, and I never did."

"Perhaps, that child and I are not meant to be."

Wei Zhaoning held her hand tenderly, her lips trembling, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

Shen Shu was talking to herself when she started to cry. She picked up the little socks she had made for the child from the bedside, several pairs of blue and several pairs of pink.

If it's a young boy, he should wear blue; if it's a young girl, she should wear pink.

"Every time I see these little socks, I feel like he/she is still in my belly, and I can't help but want to make a few more pairs."

Wei Zhaoning was speechless for a moment. She didn't know what to say to comfort her, and it seemed that nothing she said could make her feel better. So she just quietly stayed by her side and listened to her talk.

"It's also because I was too playful when I was young and didn't know to learn needlework. After studying for so long, all I've learned is how to make socks."

"I was so anxious before. If it's a girl, her mother has to make her own underwear. I don't know how, and I don't trust anyone else to make it. I even struggled to learn how to make socks. What should I do when that time comes?"

As she spoke, she pulled out a sock. "Look at this workmanship, even the loose threads, I put in so much effort day and night to make it."

At the time, I thought that newborn babies can't talk yet, otherwise I would definitely have heard him/her say, "Mommy, the socks you made are so ugly, I don't want to wear them!"

She laughed as she spoke, reminiscing about the happiness of that time.

Wei Zhaoning could tell that she was too heartbroken and was wallowing in her grief.

Shen Shu rarely showed such vulnerability; she spoke weakly, but a smile lingered on her lips.

She stroked the loose threads on her socks repeatedly, her eyes gradually becoming vacant.

Suddenly, her hand stopped.

His gaze fixed intently on the socks. "What's this?"

Wei Zhaoning leaned closer and discovered a tiny, barely noticeable heart on the sock.

"I've never embroidered anything like this before," Shen Shu said.

Wei Zhaoning looked at it carefully for a while and said, "The stitches are rough and it is not completely finished. The heart is full of holes and the thread ends are not handled well. It was embroidered in a hurry and very perfunctorily."

Even a woman who has never learned embroidery wouldn't be able to embroider something this bad.

This was clearly embroidered by a man.

Shen Shu's expression grew increasingly serious.

She immediately understood what was going on; after being husband and wife, she knew Li Changming all too well.

He would do what he thought was an act of redemption when he felt most guilty and remorseful.

On the day of the miscarriage, he and Lu Jieshuang were having an affair at the princess's residence...