Shen Nanwei rubbed her temples.
She felt that this wasn't quite right.
After all, from her daughter's description, the other person was just as timid as her little girl.
She lay on the rocking chair, shaking and suddenly laughing, realizing that she had changed a lot.
Once, the Imperial Noble Consort would never have cared whether something was done well or whether it would affect others.
She had always done as she pleased.
Others?
What were they?
But now...
"It's not that bad," Shen Nanwei whispered softly, shaking her head.
Outside, the noise gradually subsided and later became quiet.
She closed her eyes again to rest.
The beautiful and idyllic village, along with the kind and hardworking women, had subtly influenced her.
Two days later, her eyes, once swollen like walnuts, had finally regained their beauty.
