Since Zhong Qing was pregnant, the eldest wife naturally wouldn't let her go, so she moved to the eldest wife's yard, where many people were waiting on her, and she had a good time.
In addition, the maids did not dare to get too close to her. Everyone knew that she was a dangerous person now. If she did not do a good job for a while and something happened to the child, it would be a matter of losing her life.
The maids are not stupid.
Therefore, love will be at ease.
She played with Xiao Huan for a while, but she felt that the sunshine outside was very nice, and it was already autumn. She thought that after a while, when winter came, even if the sun was shining, there would be no warmth at all.
The aunts and ladies were not at home, and even He Anyuan was summoned away by the eldest lady. She was free by herself, so she moved the lounge chair to the garden, sat there lazily, and enjoyed herself very much.
She didn't like being watched by others when she was resting, so she blocked everyone.
In her arms was Xiao Huan, who was also quietly squinting her eyes, looking intoxicated.
After a while, Zhong Qing really fell asleep, but she felt someone calling her in her ear. The sound was not very real, but she still opened her eyes in a daze, and happened to see Xu Ang's face.
She woke up suddenly, and was a little embarrassed when a man saw her sleeping posture. She immediately blushed, turned her head, and asked softly: "Xu Ang...what's wrong?"
"Miss Zhong...the young marshal is looking for you."
Xu Ang looked at her expression and hesitated to speak, but later, he still closed his mouth, turned around, and led the way to leave.
There are many maids in the Yi family, but Zhongqing followed Xu Ang all the way, but didn't find any of them. The young marshal must have thought of a way in advance and lured them away.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhong Qing always felt a little uneasy in her heart. She took two steps and asked Xu Ang softly in front of her: "Xu Ang, what does the young commander want to see me for?"
Xu Ang turned around, with a smile on his face, but that smile looked so fake, "Miss Zhong, this... I don't know, the young marshal just asked me to come to you and didn't tell me.
Something happened."
Zhong Qing nodded, and could only continue to hug Xiaohuan silently, and followed Xu Ang, walking little by little.
She has been to her hometown countless times, and she finds it beautiful every time.
