Yueyao felt the request was reasonable. Currently, Dazhuang does not have any sons, and if he later has a son, the age gap between the two children would be too large, which would easily lead to disputes.
After bathing, the two went back to the room together. An Zhichen looked at Yueyao, a small spark lit up in his eyes. Having been married for several years, Yueyao could easily understand what that look meant. Yueyao's face turned slightly red: "It's inconvenient these days."
An Zhichen also thought it was quite a coincidence, but he didn't make any further gestures: "Then let's sleep!" An Zhichen lay on the bed and shortly afterward fell asleep.
Yueyao couldn't sleep at all, but she didn't get up either; she just snuggled in An Zhichen's arms, quietly pondering things. Gradually, she fell asleep too.
The next day, An Zhichen got up early, and Yueyao wanted to get up too, but An Zhichen pressed her back down: "You're not feeling well; sleep a little longer!"
