The court politics of Nanchu were thriving after the start of the year.
In March, when spring was warm and flowers blossomed, Su Rong found out she was pregnant.
Zhou Gu was completely stunned, staring at Su Rong's flat belly, afraid to touch her, he asked softly, "Is it true?"
Su Rong nodded, finding his dazed and silly expression amusing. She reached out to pull him, but Zhou Gu immediately withdrew his hand, looking tense, "Don't move."
Su Rong was speechless. She stood up, reached out to hug him tightly, feeling his body stiffen. She teased, "Fourth Young Master Zhou, you really lack courage, it's just a pregnancy, not a big deal. I can walk and move, it doesn't affect anything."
At her words, Zhou Gu felt like he was going to explode, "That's not true."
He argued, "How can this not be a big deal?"
At that moment, in his heart, there was nothing bigger than this.