After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

Rong An took the opportunity to say, "You can't be soft-hearted at this time, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

"I know," Hu Yueniang said firmly, "I managed to get out of the quagmire, how can I jump in again?
"Father quietly told me that the imperial court has secretly sent people to Haiyanzi to investigate.

"Fortunately, he set off first, if he was detained there, things would be troublesome.

"I only hope that he will come to Beijing sooner and we will reconcile smoothly. In the future, whether he lives or dies, and whether I do good or bad, will have nothing to do with each other."

She didn't even want to mention her husband's name.

Rong Anlue nodded, he can do a favor with this matter, let that bastard go to Beijing earlier.

Huang Qingyu held out the little clothes she made, "Sister Yue, look, I made this under the guidance of my mother. I planned to ask someone to send it to you, but I thought I might as well let you take a look at it yourself.

"I'm not as capable as my sisters, I can only do some rough work."

Hu Yueniang looked through it with great interest, and was full of praise while reading it again, "Okay, Ayu is also a big girl, and she does things more and more methodically."

While talking to Rong An, "Look, the seams are all on the outside, and there is no thread or embroidery. A child's skin is delicate and cannot withstand friction. She even took care of this."

"Where is it me!" Huang Qingyu blushed, "It was my mother who kept telling me the truth.

"In addition, there are two cloaks, one is made of red silk tapestry, and the other is embroidered with Baizi Nafu.

"My sister and I embroidered together. It's not finished yet, but we promise that our little nephew can use it!"

Hu Yueniang agreed repeatedly, and said with a smile: "When the child is three or full moon, he will wear the things you gave him!"

Huang Qingyu touched her belly carefully and asked, "When will the baby be born?"

Hu Yueniang looked at Rong An, "It should be at the end of the first month or the beginning of February. I heard that some people moved ahead and others delayed. Is it true?"

"That's true," Rong An nodded seriously, he had already seen related topics from Chu Yin's diary, "It depends on the mother's condition.

"If the mother's body is strong, maybe the child wants to rely on it for a few more days. If the mother's body is weak, the child may have to come out early out of love for the mother."

"There is still such a saying?" Huang Qingyu's big eyes flashed suddenly, "I have learned a lot!"

"I can't believe what I say," Rong An said with a smile, "I'm just making an example, everyone's situation is different, so we can't generalize it.

"However, there are many good doctors in Beijing, and with the face of my uncle, I can still invite the imperial doctor over from time to time.

"Sister Yue still has an experienced woman to serve her, so nothing will happen."

"I'm relieved when you say that," Hu Yueniang smiled and stroked her belly, "but I hope he can be born safely."

"My sister still has a lot to worry about in the future!" Huang Qingyu said, wringing her fingers, "I have to raise him when I'm born, and I have to be enlightened when I'm older, and I have to let him go to school..."

Hu Yueniang put her finger down, "You don't have a lot to worry about!"

Huang Qingyu chuckled, "It's true what he said!"

The three of them chatted and laughed, and the time passed very quickly. Mrs. Hu came to pick them up in person. Seeing that her daughter had a smile on her face, she was also very cheerful, and her mood also became happy. "It's dark and the road is slippery. A mistake, let's take a step first."

Rong An said: "Then we won't keep you and Sister Yue, let's get together again when we have time."