"My Lady, all is well with me at the border; do not worry. As your belly grows, do not sleep alone at night, let your maids always attend to you. Should your legs cramp, have them massage you. I heard that drinking more bone broth might alleviate the cramps..."
It's hard to imagine that Marquis Weiyuan, such a stern and harsh man, would write such a chatty letter, and Zhong Lan couldn't help but smile more and more as she read.
"There may be some rumors spreading in the capital recently; do not believe them. Just stay calmly in the mansion and take care of the baby."
Upon reaching the end of the letter, Zhong Lan's brows furrowed involuntarily. Was there some trouble at the border?
"My Lady, what's wrong?" Ye Qiu, perceptive as ever, asked.
"The letter mentions that there might be rumors about Marquis Mansion in the capital soon."
"Did the Marquis reassure you?"
"He did, but I still feel a bit worried."
