It had been an hour and a half since Qiao's pain interval was shortened, but the midwife said it was not yet time to see if it could come out at night.
Ye Jiayao inquired about Qiao's state. The midwife said she was ok and very cooperative. Did whatever she said.
After a while, chunfeng returned, and Ye Jiayao thought she would not give brith until the evening and then went to the palace first.
After a round of howling at Yonghe Palace, she went to the kitchen to make dinner and hurried home at night.
It was said that misfortune never rains but pours, and the ancients never deceives me. This winter was the busiest in her two lives.
Ye Jiayao sat in a carriage and closed her eyes to rest as soon as possible, but many things seemed to move in her head like a lantern, causing her headaches.
Qiao Xi sat quietly and looked at the exhausted second lady.