Zhongqing stood there blankly, not knowing what the eldest lady was talking about.
"Love...love..."
The eldest lady called out.
Zhong Qing came back to her senses and smiled quickly, "Madam, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong with you? You look absent-minded? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No... I'm just a little tired."
"If you are tired, then rest early, Ziyuan, help her to rest quickly. Do you know what I just said?"
"What happened?"
"Your marriage to Yi Xin."
"Oh..." Zhong Qing was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, she blurted out: "We'll talk about it after the child is born..."
The eldest lady's face changed slightly. Only then did Zhong Qing realize what she had said. She could only think about it and explained in a low voice: "The eldest lady... I always feel that I am not in good health these days.
It’s not very comfortable, so I don’t want to bother with it. If I feel more comfortable after a while, I’ll tell you. It’s better to be prepared. I’m afraid...if it’s too much, it won’t be good for the child.”
The eldest lady's face improved slightly. She thought about it for a while, but it was the same thing. She nodded immediately and agreed.
Next, Ziran Zhongqing went back to her room to rest. After she went in, she changed her clothes. Then she remembered the clothes that she had torn. She immediately started rummaging around for a long time, but she didn't find anything.
She couldn't help but became a little anxious and called the little maid over. Only then did she realize that the clothes had been thrown away.
Zhongqing went out to look for her, but it was already raining heavily outside. The little maid didn't even have time to say a word when she saw Zhongqing had already run out.
The little maid quickly found an umbrella and hurriedly ran out behind her.
While running, he shouted: "Miss Zhong... Miss Zhong..."
Even Xiao Huan seemed to be frightened. He meowed and caught up with Zhong Qing in a few steps.
Yi Jian sat there calmly, while Xu Ang came back and forth from upstairs several times. Each time, he moved some books and put them in the car. According to the instructions of the provincial marshal, everything was prepared.
After that, Xu Ang sighed, feeling unsure, and asked again: "Young Marshal, are you leaving now?"
