Shen Wei spoke with a tone that seemed to have seen through the vanity of life: "The state of my body is unimportant. With the emperor's love, the care of our children, a peaceful nation, and no lack of material comforts, this life of mine can be considered without regrets. Life and death are fated—there's no need to dwell on them too much."
Cai Lian choked back a sob: "My lady, you are kind to everyone except yourself..."
Shen Wei smiled faintly. "Enough. Go and rest now."
Cai Lian withdrew.
Shen Wei returned to the inner chamber, moving quietly as she leaned against Li Yuanjing. He feigned sleep with closed eyes but heard her murmur wistfully, "If only I could go to Jiangnan..."
Her voice was tinged with longing and resignation.
Clasping Li Yuanjing's hand affectionately, she drifted into slumber.
