Seeing her daughter's relaxed expression, Madam Lin knew she was interested and pressed her advantage.

"Is your period regular? Have you had a checkup?"

Lin Zhiyao came to her senses and whispered, "It's always been very accurate. I've even seen a gynecologist and had treatments done."

Even Guanyin Bodhisattva… my daughter has prayed to her countless times.

I've donated countless amounts of money for incense offerings, and my knees are aching from kneeling, but there's still no sign of pregnancy.

Madam Lin frowned and pondered, "If the usual methods don't work, then let's try some unconventional approaches."

"A side path?"

Madam Lin nodded. "Yao'er, you can't delay any longer. Without children for so long, life in the Pei family must be difficult, right?"

Lin Zhiyao's mind flashed back to her mother-in-law, Madam Pei's, critical eyes, and her usual subtle and overt admonitions.

Shen Zeyu is not young, she should have a child.

Sister Wen gave birth to a big, healthy baby boy. What a blessing!

Those words felt like needles pricking Lin Zhiyao, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

But she didn't want to complain to her mother.

"Fortunately, my mother-in-law was anxious but didn't scold me."

Knowing that her daughter was unwilling to say more, Mrs. Lin did not press the matter further.

"If you don't want to leave, I won't force you to use unorthodox methods until the very end."

"But don't forget about your cousin's matter; you have to take it seriously."

"My daughter understands."

……

Two days have passed.

Liu Wenying was confined inside a tent, where meals were delivered daily, hot, light, and delicious.

Compared to the few wild fruits she had when she was trapped at the bottom of the cliff, it was a world of difference.

She has hot water to wash up in the morning, and a large tub of hot water for her to bathe in the evening.

The tent was clean and tidy, with soft bedding and several sets of clothes provided.

No need to serve anyone, no need to read other people's faces.

Except for not being able to step out of the tent, everything else was so good it felt unreal.

The weight I lost at the bottom of the cliff those few days has quietly grown back.

Her complexion was rosy, and her eyes were bright.

The curtain was lifted, sunlight streamed in, and the old woman who brought breakfast put down the food box and handed her a stack of letters.

Liu Wenying accepted it and thanked her.

After the old woman left, he didn't rush to eat breakfast. Instead, he sat down by the tatami mat and began to read through the letters one by one.

These are all letters related to Luo Luo.

Daily routine: what time they wake up and go to sleep, what they eat and play, whether they cry or fuss, whether they miss their mother...

The handwriting is neat and detailed, indicating that someone had specifically written it down.

During the days she was trapped at the bottom of the cliff, these letters piled up.

Now it was all delivered to her, a thick stack of them.

Liu Wenying read each letter carefully and slowly.

After reading all the letters, Liu Wenying held them to her chest and let out a long breath.

She was extremely grateful that she hadn't given up and had managed to get through the days of being trapped.

The urge to go back and see my daughter had never been stronger than ever before.

Soon, after the Autumn Hunting Ceremony ends, she will be able to return to the manor to see Luo Luo.

On the day before the autumn hunting ceremony ended, Liu Wenying was finally brought out of the tent where she had been staying for several days.

As we traveled along the mountain road, passing through the camp area, we could see the majestic buildings in the distance.

The Xishan Imperial Palace is built against the mountain, with its layers and staggered layout, its green tiles and red walls hidden among the lush green forests.

The palace gates were tall, lacquered in vermilion and studded with copper, with imperial guards standing on both sides, their armor gleaming and their eyes fixed straight ahead.

Liu Wenying followed behind Pei Dingxuan, stepping on the bluestone-paved path, walking step by step towards the main hall.

They eventually stopped in front of the palace gate.

Pei Dingxuan turned around and looked at her.

Today she changed into a clean, dark green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her hair was neatly combed and adorned with a pearl flower.

That was specially sent by the old man, who said that one should not be disrespectful when meeting the emperor.

"Don't be nervous. Just answer whatever His Majesty asks, as he told me before. Just tell the truth."

"This servant understands." Liu Wenying nodded.

The palace doors slowly opened.

Sunlight streamed in, illuminating the magnificent scene inside the hall.

Nine dragons coil around the pillars, gold bricks pave the ground, the throne hangs high, its majesty is natural.

The Emperor of Great Wei sat upright in the main seat, his face dignified and his eyes piercing.

The first seat at the lower end of the table was occupied by Princess Zhaoning, dressed in magnificent palace attire, exuding an air of elegance and grace.

Further down, there are tables on both the left and right sides, where several people are seated.

Yelü Yuanjia, the crown prince of the Northern Barbarians, was dressed in grassland attire.

He had hawk-like eyes and thick eyebrows, and a curved sword at his waist. Although he was in a foreign palace, he was not at all reserved.

Crown Prince Xiao Chenlin of the Great Wei sat opposite Yelü Yuanjia, dressed in a python robe and jade belt, his expression inscrutable.

The Second Prince, Xiao Yiheng, had his eyes covered by a white gauze, obscuring most of his face, leaving only the area below his nose visible.

Next up is Pei Zeyu.

He leaned back in his chair, his left hand wrapped in a thick white cloth and resting on the armrest, his eyes slightly lowered, as if deep in thought.

The palace doors opened, and he turned his gaze over, fixing it on Liu Wenying.

Liu Wenying arrived at the center of the hall, feeling the gazes falling upon her, her heart pounding like a drum.

Pei Dingxuan stepped forward and bowed to the throne.

"Your Majesty, the person has been brought."

Liu Wenying bent her knees, placed her hands together in front of her forehead, and leaned deeply forward, her forehead lightly touching the back of her hands.

"This humble woman, Liu Wenying, greets Your Majesty and Her Highness the Princess. May Your Majesty be well and Her Highness the Princess be healthy."

His voice was clear and bright, and his posture was respectful, without the slightest hint of timidity.

"Rise and speak, Lady Liu. I have heard that you and the second young master of the Pei family fell off a cliff together during the autumn hunt. I have summoned you here today to have you recount the events before and after the fall in detail."

Liu Wenying lowered her eyes and began to tell her story.

From the moment she arrived at the First Madam's tent at dawn to feed the young master his medicine, until the Third Master came to ask her to catch rabbits.

Then, in the forest, they encountered the eldest master, the second master, the crown prince, and the second prince.

How the group followed the snow leopard's tracks and stepped into a mud pit trap set by the Northern Di people.

How did they gradually corner the snow leopard to the edge of the cliff, and how did Third Master subdue the snow leopard and retrieve the jade dove?

On her final journey back, she was pushed off a cliff.

She spoke clearly and logically, at a moderate pace, detailing what needed to be detailed and summarizing what needed to be brief, making the events of that day clear and concise.

As the emperor listened, his gaze gradually changed.

It wasn't just because of what she said; he had already heard those things elsewhere.

It's because of her attitude.

Unlike ordinary women, she did not tremble with fear when she saw the emperor.

The emperor suddenly spoke, interrupting her narration: "Who pushed you?"

Suddenly interrupted, Liu Wenying was taken aback.

"Think carefully before you answer. If there is even the slightest falsehood, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Liu Wenying's clenched palms were sweating; she knew in her heart that her next answer was extremely important.

Every word could potentially unleash a massive wave and change the course of events.

If she hadn't fallen off the cliff, none of this would have happened.

Second Master wouldn't fall off the cliff to save her.

The Second Prince will not be attacked on his return journey, and his eyes will not be injured.

Liu Wenying glanced sideways at the palace.

Pei Zeyu sat there, his dark eyes fixed on her, seemingly trying to comfort her.

The Second Prince's eyes were covered with gauze, but a smile still lingered on his lips.

Xiao Chenlin sat upright like a bell, his face expressionless.

Yelü Yuanjia slowly turned the jade thumb ring on his thumb, as if watching a good show.

And right in front of her stood Pei Dingxuan, as upright as a pine tree and as steady as a mountain.

Liu Wenying lowered her eyes and opened her lips.

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