It wasn't until the end of April that the first rain of spring finally fell, starting with a torrential downpour that lasted two days and nights, then turning into moderate rain before gradually easing to a drizzle.
Ever since the rain began, the Old Queen Grandma had sent word that the younger generation need not visit Wanshou Hall to pay respects anymore, and that they should dine in their respective courtyards. She was particularly insistent that Qian Yixiu, who was now three months pregnant, shouldn't go anywhere and should rest well in her courtyard.
That afternoon, with the drizzle still gently falling from the sky, Liang Jinyu, accompanied by two maids, walked along the covered walkway. The wooden clogs over her embroidered shoes clacked sharply against the ground, creating a crisp and resonant sound in the quiet rainy day. She seemed preoccupied, her brows slightly furrowed and lips pursed.