Reborn Lady - Chapter 152

Upon entering, Yin Hui found that Wei Luo had already untied his outer robe and hung it on the hanger. The thin summer coat, illuminated by the soft light, hinted at his well-trained body from martial arts throughout the year.

Without explanation, Yin Hui proceeded to wash her feet first. After lying down, she said to him, “Master, I haven’t left the house for a long time.”

Wei Luo, looking at the dark top of the bed, remained silent for a moment before responding, “Didn’t you go out on the seventh day of every month?”

Sighing, Yin Hui explained, “Of course, I used to, but I wasn’t pregnant then. At this time, if I go out alone, the princess may not agree.” 

Princess Xu’s duty, besides taking care of King Yan, involved overseeing the harem for King Yan. Among them, as the Wei brothers and sisters had grown up, grandchildren like Da Lang needed her attention the most. It could be said that Princess Xu would rather her son Wei Yang stumble than have any of her grandchildren injured, including those not yet born.

Wei Luo understood that she chose that night to discuss her plans.

Reflecting on the look Yin Hui had just given, it became clear that she wanted to discuss the matter rather than merely express a desire for his company at night.

“Where do you want to go?”

“I want to go back to Yin’s house; I miss my grandfather.”

“Okay, we’ll set off together tomorrow morning. I’ll drop you there first and pick you up in an hour.”

Yin Hui knew he wasn’t willing to leave her alone. Since she often visited Yin’s house, she was content with this arrangement and thanked him with a smile.

She then went to inform Princess Xu, citing a visit to the old man at Yin’s house as the reason for going out.

Princess Xu agreed, instructing, “Go, and have the coachman drive slowly.” The couple left as agreed.

After they departed, the nanny next to Princess Xu remarked, “The third master dotes on the third lady a lot.”

Thinking of Yin Hui’s blossoming beauty, Princess Xu smiled and said, “They are still young.”

Young beauties were captivating, and young men were patient, similar to how the king once spoiled Concubine Li. However, looking at the present situation, there was no woman who could firmly grasp a man’s heart with her beauty alone.

For Princess Xu, such matters were not crucial. Fame, heirs, power, money – anything proved more reliable than love.

After leaving Donghua Gate, Wei Luo assisted Yin Hui into the carriage. The sun shone brightly, and while Yin Hui was in good spirits, she noticed that Wei Luo seemed colder than usual.

“Are you unhappy about accompanying me?” Yin Hui inquired.

Wei Luo glanced at her and responded, “I’m thinking about the matter in the guardhouse.”

Yin Hui believed half of it, but regardless, she assured, “After I announce the happy news to my grandfather this time, I will honestly stay in the palace to raise my baby. I won’t be going anywhere.”

When the topic turned to the child, Wei Luo’s expression softened a little. He looked at her and said, “When you see the old man, tell him that I went to buy food for Xiao Heng.”

Yin Hui smiled, “Don’t worry, Grandpa knows you don’t like to socialize, so there’s no need to find such an excuse.”

Wei Luo fell silent.

Upon arriving in front of Yin’s house, as soon as the carriage stopped, Jinzhan immediately stood in front of it, ready to assist Yin Hui. She left the seat, bent over, and walked out.

Observing her downcast face, Wei Luo paused and said, “Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll buy it as well.”

Yin Hui turned around in astonishment. Did he truly want to buy something for Xiao Heng?

Wei Luo waited for Yin Hui’s answer. After a quick thought, Yin Hui said, “Go to Liao’s house to buy meat buns. Buy a lot; Mother likes to eat it too.”

Wei Luo nodded, watching her stand firmly on the ground supported by Jinzhan. As she turned her head and smiled at him, indicating that he could go, Wei Luo then ordered the coachman to set off.

Yin Hui entered the house with a smile on her face. Coincidentally, when Yin Jingshan was about to go out when he saw his niece, his face changed. The previous year, Yin Wen was punished by the old man and grounded for a year. Yin Jingshan believed that Yin Hui was at fault for deliberately wooing Yin Lang to fight with them and arranging for the Liao family’s daughter to seduce his good son.

“The sun is really coming out from the west, what a distinguished guest,” Yin Jingshan said sarcastically.

Yin Hui glanced at his big belly and thought, ‘If you really care about your son, why didn’t you lose weight?’ Yin Jingshan, unable to lose his temper in front of the old man, left angrily.

Yin Yong rushed over after hearing the news, followed by Yin Lang, a sixteen-year-old young man who grew tall every month. He was about to catch up with Yin Yong, displaying more dignity befitting the heir.

“Ah Hui, it’s been a long time. Why are you back today?” Yin Yong missed his little granddaughter but also worried that something happened in the palace.

Yin Hui took the old man’s arm and said affectionately, “Of course, I came to announce the good news to you. You will have another great-grandson or a great-granddaughter soon.”

Hearing this, Yin Yong’s doubts disappeared as he stroked his beard and laughed loudly, “Okay, the more, the better. I have plenty of red envelopes!”

Yin Hui noticed that her grandfather’s hair and beard, which were black the year before, had a layer of silver. The stress from Yin Wen’s actions had taken a toll on him. Her grandfather had been a good person all his life. Molesting a woman may not be a big deal in other wealthy families, but her grandfather had no tolerance for even a grain of sand, especially when it was his most important grandson who made the mistake.

Yin Hui couldn’t control Yin Wen, but she didn’t want her grandfather to worry about other things. There was going to be a war in the Northland soon, and she came there to remind her grandfather to change the trade route. This way, they could avoid the same fate as in her previous life when the caravan was robbed halfway through, resulting in the loss of goods and money.