The woman stood at the door and asked, "Chun Xing, why isn't the carriage here yet?"
The maidservant pointed into the distance. "Madam, the one approaching now is our carriage."
The woman sighed sorrowfully. "Song is about to be a month old, but he still hasn't met his father."
Chun Xing said, "The Princely Heir is busy with matters at the palace. I heard from Xiao Liu Zi that there's been another locust plague in Huainan recently. The Princely Heir has pulled several all-nighters at the Central Province and is completely swamped. If he had a moment to spare, he would definitely come to see you."
The woman held the small baby in her arms with a practiced ease.
"My husband and I agreed in our letters. We'll have a brief reunion at the palace gate tonight."
The woman pulled her hood down, hiding her face in the shadows, before turning. "It's almost the appointed hour. Let's go. We'll take the carriage over so we don't keep my husband waiting."
