A stark contrast reveals that the woman, towering and unique, is indeed least favored among his women.
It seems that Chen Yi does not particularly care, merely remembering her.
Yin Weiyin's mood, somewhat blocked along the journey, improved greatly. Upon further reflection, opposing would seem petty for this First Lady; toleration might not be unwise.
"You ought to see her," Yin Weiyin spoke with a hint of compassion, "You should have visited her long ago, lest she be left stranded."
On usual days, such words would elicit a cold laugh from Chen Yi, with him pinching her sharply, watching her tremble; yet now, his mind wandered suspended.
She was the first in this world to bear his offspring, and the sole woman he hadn't visited in nearly three years.
Conjugal Palace...the Sun suffused with taboo,
A marriage of pragmatism without real nomenclature.
