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Perhaps feeling cooler, Gu Jiao's furrowed brow relaxed.

Yao Family, who was picking vegetables in the front yard, saw this and gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, a soft look crossed her eyes.

Gu Jiao had a long sleep until Xiaoshun returned from the Guozijian.

As soon as the young horn arrived home, he began horn incessantly, making it impossible for Gu Jiao to stay asleep.

Luckily, she had slept enough

Gu Changqing had matters to attend to at the military camp, so he did not stay for dinner.

By evening, smoke curled up from the homes in the alley, and Xiao Liulang returned from his duties at the Hanlin Academy.

He had visited the old imperial counselor and discussed some matters. He arrived home to find Gu Jiao languishing in the east room.

She should have been well-rested after an entire afternoon of sleep.

Yet her long sighs and short gasps perfectly mimicked Xiaoshun mimicking old neighbour Zhao.