Only after being reborn did I realize that I was the white moonlight of a powerful minister.

The hall was filled with sorrow. As Xie Bohuai was about to enter the inner hall, he was stopped by Granny Jiang. "I still want to thank you, Your Highness, but Your Highness must maintain your dignity in the end. Please tell me what you need to say later."

Jiang Mama's eyes reddened. No one expected such an accident to happen. However, in recent years, Princess Longyu often talked to Jiang Mama about her affairs after her death, so she was not so devastated by this reality.

Princess Longyu has passed away, and the palace needs to be informed. Her funeral arrangements will be handled by the Imperial Household Department.

As Princess Longyu's adopted daughter, Ye Wanning naturally became the person in charge of the princess's residence. Since the King of Wusu was far away in Wusu and could not come, Ye Wanning ordered someone to send a letter out of the capital and, together with Granny Jiang, began to take care of Princess Longyu's funeral.

On the day of the burial, all the princes came to pay their respects. Princess Xihe went to Ye Wanning's side and said, "Don't be too sad. Your aunt's death was an accident. We still have to live well."

"I know." Ye Wanning remembered her adoptive mother's words; she would live well and would definitely live a good life.

Princess Xihe patted Ye Wanning on the back, and when she saw the others arrive, she took the initiative to greet them, saying, "You should rest for a while, you'll be busy later."

Ye Wanning hadn't slept for two days and two nights, but she dared not relax now. Only after watching the coffin being lowered into the ground did she clench her fists and board the carriage.

Everyone else could understand her behavior, but only Prince Cheng kept staring at Ye Wanning's carriage.

Xie Lingxian noticed Prince Cheng's gaze and whispered, "My elder sister died suddenly, and I heard that the Emperor's health has deteriorated because of it."

"Hmph, this is Ye Wanning's retribution. Without my elder sister's support, who can protect her?" After saying this, Prince Cheng told Xie Lingxian to go back by herself, while he would at least go into the city first.

Ye Wanning, inside the carriage, leaned on Yunzhi's shoulder; she didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Young lady, you should get some rest," Yunzhi said. "You haven't rested for three days. If you keep pushing yourself like this, your body won't be able to take it."

Ye Wanning was indeed tired. She hugged Yunzhi and gradually became sleepy.

She couldn't sleep well in the carriage. She dreamed of being chased in the hunting grounds, and then she dreamed of Princess Longyu holding her hand before she died, murmuring words she couldn't hear.

"Foster mother!"

Ye Wanning was startled awake.

The carriage was still moving. Yunzhi said they had entered the city and asked if they were going to the princess's residence or the Ye family's residence.

Ye Wanning had a headache. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Let's go to the Princess's residence. I need to make arrangements for Granny Jiang and the others."

Upon arriving at the Princess's residence, Ye Wanning summoned Granny Jiang and the others. The arrangements for the others were made: some would return home, while others would be arranged separately by the Imperial Household Department. As for Granny Jiang, Ye Wanning asked her if she wanted to come with her or go to a villa to live out her remaining years.

"No, this old servant is old and has lived enough. I want to go and guard His Highness's tomb," said Granny Jiang. "I've lived most of my life and seen everything. I want to say a few last words to you, young lady. I know you are intelligent and have your own thoughts, but sometimes being too entangled makes it hard to be at ease. Life is only once. Think more about yourself. Whether it's men or children, they are secondary. Don't take those sayings about a mother's strength to heart. You should learn more from His Highness. As for Lord Xie, he will be soft-hearted towards you. You can use that soft-heartedness to protect yourself and the Ye family."

Once Granny Jiang goes to guard the tomb, she will truly no longer concern herself with outside affairs, so she will talk a little more now.

Ye Wanning nodded. "I know, my godmother told me the same thing." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears again.

“You must keep these words in mind. It’s not easy being a woman, and now you have a child to care for. If you don’t take it easy, you’ll eventually be dragged down by worldly gossip and live a life of depression and pain.” After saying what she wanted to say, Granny Jiang took a deep breath. “You must take good care of yourself from now on. This old servant will pray for you and His Highness.”

Ye Wanning hugged Granny Jiang tightly, reluctant to part. After seeing Granny Jiang off, Ye Wanning couldn't help but shed tears.

She sobbed uncontrollably. The once bustling princess's residence was now empty, leaving everyone feeling deeply saddened.

Just as Ye Wanning was about to leave, Si Yan arrived and said that Xie Bohuai had something to say to Ye Wanning and asked her to come along.

“Young lady, my master cares for you and would never harm you. You know, it’s better to speak frankly.” Si Yan wasn’t as clumsy with words as Qing Shan; he knew how to say it to get the girl away. Moreover, he deliberately mentioned that his master had feelings for Miss Ye, just to pave the way for his master. His master had suffered too much; he hoped that in the latter half of his life, someone could offer his master some warmth.

After hearing what Si Yan said, Ye Wanning had no choice but to follow him.

The carriage swayed and rocked, and when it finally stopped, it came to a stop outside the house that Ye Wanning had sold to Xie Bohuai.

Si Yan took the initiative to explain, "I've been living here ever since you broke ties with the Xie family. When you wanted to sell the house back then, my family bought it secretly, just in case someone found out and it caused you trouble."

Looking at the house in front of her, Ye Wanning couldn't help but think of Xu Zhuling and Zhou Yu. She hadn't thought of these two people for a long time.

Upon entering the courtyard, they found no one else there except Xie Bohuai, who was standing under the red plum blossoms in the courtyard.

As the spring snow melted and the red plum blossoms bloomed, Xie Bohuai's complexion was in no way inferior to that of the red plum blossoms, except that there were dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he had not rested well.