Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

Qian Yixiu looked at the child and said in a low voice with a smile, "Crown Princess Consort, the Emperor has not seen the elder sister. If he had, he would surely like her. Take a closer look; she bears a strong resemblance to the late Empress Yuan." Her words were not meant to comfort Fu Minglan; the child truly did resemble Princess Ning. Of course, not as Princess Ning looked before she passed away—then, she appeared quite aged. Rather, she resembled Princess Ning’s youthful visage, as she appeared in dreams. The Princess Ning in the dreams was like a deep etch in Qian Yixiu’s mind, one she believed she would never forget even decades later.

Almond-shaped eyes with a slight double eyelid, a pert little nose, a slightly thinner upper lip with a fuller lower lip. Especially the way she looked at people; even though the little girl now could not focus on objects, the clear and tender expression was quite similar to Princess Ning. The most endearing quality of Princess Ning was her gaze. Even when illness had prematurely aged her features, her eyes remained as pure as a newborn’s. Along with her gentle demeanor, even the forceful and severe Emperor could not resist.

Little Niu Niu perhaps knew that from the moment she arrived, she had saddened her mother and disappointed her grandfather and father; she was extremely well-behaved. She did not cry, looking at Qian Yixiu with her bright, shiny eyes, tender and clear.

Qian Yixiu’s heart melted under her gaze, and she bent down to kiss the child again. She laughed and said, "She is so endearing and beautiful, our elder sister."

Fu Minglan was somewhat bewildered because she had no memory of Empress Yuan. Before Princess Ning left for the Northland, she was too young and perhaps could not remember even if she had seen her. After Princess Ning’s return from her banishment, she was too ill to leave the house, and very few outsiders saw her. Apart from Princess Ning’s family, Qian Yixiu had seen her the most.

Madam Fu’s memories of Empress Yuan were also quite distant; she too had seen her before Princess Ning left for the Northland. She leaned closer to take a good look at the infant again and after some thought, said with surprise and delight, "Really, you’re right. The elder sister does resemble Empress Yuan."

Just at that moment, Pan Yue arrived. Holding the child, she also said that the baby resembled Empress Yuan.

On hearing this, Fu Minglan finally felt joyful, and a smile finally appeared on her wan face. Everyone knew of the Emperor’s affection for Empress Yuan and the Crown Prince’s attachment to his mother.

Although the elder sister was not a boy, if she resembled Empress Yuan, she would attract the attention and affection of the Emperor, and receive the favor of the Crown Prince.

She held her daughter close and kissed her little face, her voice trembling with tears, "Daughter, do you hear that? Your royal aunt, your cousin, and your grandmother—they all say you resemble your Imperial Grandmother. It’s your good fortune. You have won the favor of your Imperial Grandfather and your father; with that, you will have a better life... My good girl, that’s really great."