The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go

The carriage traveled for almost half an hour before stopping in a secluded alley.

Shen Yinning lifted the curtain to take a look.

Sun Miaoniang was sitting in the courtyard, holding little Fang Ge’er as they basked in the sunlight. A woman in her forties walked in carrying a plate of dumplings, chatting casually, "It’s only been a few days, but I swear that little Ge’er has grown again!"

Sun Miaoniang looked at her child with a gentle smile. "Children grow up quickly, after all."

"These are dumplings I made this morning, stuffed with shepherd’s purse and pork. I’ve brought you some to try." The woman sat down on a small stool and teased Fang Ge’er, adding lightheartedly, "Miaoniang, you’ve got such striking features and even bore a healthy boy, but your husband still doesn’t seem to care much for the family? He only comes back every couple of days—could it be he’s keeping a mistress outside?"

Sun Miaoniang’s expression shifted slightly. "My husband and I have always shared deep affection, Aunt Zhang, please don’t speak recklessly!"

"Oh, I only meant it out of concern for you and the child," Aunt Zhang said with a gossiping tone, "I’ve got a distant niece who’s also very beautiful. But alas, she’s orphaned, and had no choice but to attach herself to a silk merchant. Even after giving birth to twins, they never had a proper wedding or binding ceremony. Later, when the merchant went south on business, he became infatuated with the daughter of a wealthy family there. He wrote back to my niece, saying that he planned to marry the lady in the south, but claimed it was all just a temporary act. He said that once he’s gotten what he needs from her family, he’ll return to the north—and her."

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Sun Miaoniang listened with rapt attention.

Wasn’t her situation with Shen Lang the same?

Xue Qingqing was like that wealthy daughter—more noble in lineage, more socially suited to Shen Lang.