After she came here, she raised more than ten hens and two roosters.

When she went to the market, she asked Qiuju to guard the mule cart, but she secretly took the chicken out of her spatial storage.

Hens that drink from the sacred spring water lay an egg every day without fail.

The chickens at Aunt Su's house were fed with spiritual spring water by Jiang Shuyue, and so were they.

On market days, Su Jin would take the eggs to town to sell. Su Jin and her father also took on some book copying jobs, and life was much better than before.

As long as Jiang Shuyue doesn't sell medicinal herbs, she doesn't need to go to Zhuxi County.

There is a small town about half an hour away from the village.

When Jiang Shuyue was more than a few months pregnant, she stopped going to the market and had Su Jin drive the mule cart to town.

On market days, Lin Miaoshou would set up a stall in town, and Su Jin would always bring Lin Qiu Miaoshou along. Perhaps he was blaming Jiang Shuyue for this favor.

A short while later, Su Hui brought over the medicinal soup.

Jiang Shuyue took a small sip; the herbal soup had a faint sweet taste.

"Sister, drink it quickly, it's not too hot anymore. Dad put it in a ladle and cooled it down with well water."

Seeing Jiang Shuyue taking small sips, Su Hui urged her to hurry up.

Her little nephew was still hungry, and she was very worried.

Watching Jiang Shuyue finish her drink, she stared at the little guy for a while before reluctantly leaving.

Seeing Qiuju busy in the kitchen, Aunt Su said gently to Jiang Shuyue, "You should get some sleep. When you wake up, the baby will have milk to drink."

...

Inside the Prince Yan's Mansion.

Xiao Jingzhao was taking a nap on a small couch in his study.

A lovely, fair-skinned child giggled and jumped into his arms.

"Father!"

Xiao Jingzhao woke up with a start.