On the way to the Bimonthly Pavillion, Sister Jiang found herself quite amused.
After not seeing each other for a few years, His Majesty's affection for Noble Consort has only deepened. She has become as precious to him as the apple of his eye.
Upon arriving at the Bimonthly Pavillion, the maids greeted her with smiles and curtsies.
Sister Jiang smiled as she helped them up one by one, "Where is our Lady?"
"Sister Jiang, you're here. I was expecting you. I thought you'd come later; how come you're here already?" Ye Zao laughed while holding Shan Hu's hand.
"Greetings to Noble Consort, may you be auspicious," Sister Jiang smiled. "Upon hearing that you were with child, I hurried over. If it weren't for that boy Su Wanfu holding me back, I would have come in the morning."
"You are still in such a hurry. Your quarters are ready, just like before. You just attend to my pregnancy, let the others tend to your needs," Ye Zao laughed.
