Sun Miaoniang had just had a miscarriage, and after resting for ten days, her body had recovered for the most part.
Seeing Shen Yinning come over, she expressed her gratitude: "Last time in the Eastern Palace, thank you, Cousin Shen, for helping me. I can see clearly now—among the women of the Shen Family, only you truly care for me."
Shen Yinning smiled lightly: "Naturally so. I've always had a warm and caring disposition. I came to visit you tonight because I worried you might feel upset with Cousin marrying—after all, a new sister-in-law entering the house might trouble your heart."
"Who calls me a concubine?" Sun Miaoniang's face was somber. "My background is poor and can't compare to Princess Qianqian, who is noble and of pure lineage. Even committing the grave crime of causing me a miscarriage, the Emperor merely punished her with a few days of confinement. I fear that in the days ahead, life in the Shen Family will become increasingly difficult for me."
