After dinner, it was naturally time to rest.
At first, Qin Qingluo didn't understand why Chen Yi had asked her such a peculiar question, but after a moment of reflection, the answer became apparent.
It was nothing more than Chen Yi worrying that she hadn't treated Aunt Zhu well.
His excessive worry made Qin Qingluo sneer inwardly. Although she wasn't the type of person to repay kindness a hundredfold, she was never heartless or ungrateful. She had always been keenly aware of how Aunt Zhu treated her.
As for whether or not there was any possibility it was her own doing, she was absolutely certain—there was no chance.
Every time she returned to the military camp, she would take contraceptive decoctions.
Some were brewed personally by Zhu E, while others bypassed her and were prepared by the cook instead, though on the surface, they were declared to be brewed for the princess.
