Qin Yucen sat up and immediately felt her body aching with soreness. She hadn't been this crazy in a long time, so yesterday had exceeded her physical limits.
Huo Jingtang adjusted a soft pillow behind her for support and, seeing her frowning in displeasure, said, "Have some porridge first, I'll run you a bath. A hot bath will help you relax."
"What time is it? You didn't wake me? It's my first time staying over, and I slept in so late. What will grandfather, grandmother, uncles, aunts, and all my siblings think of me?" Qin Yucen's worry wasn't about her body, but about others' impressions of her.
"Women who are preparing to have children need plenty of rest. No one at home will mind," assured Huo Jingtang, speaking the truth, "Our family is also too rigid about these things, so don't feel burdened. They are even worried you wouldn't sleep well here, grandmother and mother didn't let anyone disturb you."
