"Oh my god, we're finally free!"

Forty days have finally passed; today is the forty-first day. Mu Yi'an got up early this morning and went to the bathroom first thing, taking a long and refreshing bath.

Instead of wiping with warm water, I soaked my body in a large bathtub until my skin turned red. I then scrubbed it with a loofah and felt like I had shed two pounds of dirt.

"Madam, it's time to come out. The two young masters will wake up soon and need to nurse."

Aunt Fang was waiting at the door. She could hear her wife singing happily, though she couldn't make out what she was singing.

"Wash, wash, wash..."

Mu Yi'an thought this was an incredibly catchy song; she'd forgotten most of the lyrics, but remembered just one line: "Wash, wash, wash..."

"Alright, Sister Fang, come in and help me dry my hair."

After soaking in the bath for a while, I felt exhausted. Ah, it's easy for people to go from simplicity to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to simplicity!

Unexpectedly, Mu Yi'an would one day live a life of being waited on like this.

Sister Fang came in with a dry cloth, first draping a large cloth over her wife before starting to dry her hair.

When Mu Yi'an came out dressed in her new clothes, she felt that even the air outside was sweet.

Therefore, I can't help but sigh.

"Yi'an, why are you up so early?"

Jiang Shuyun had just finished a round of boxing and was covered in sweat when he saw his wife, looking radiant, emerge from the east side room.

"Today is the forty-first day, and I've finally been released from prison!"

Mu Yi'an whispered something to Jiang Shuyun, which made him burst into laughter.

"Haha... Congratulations, you're finally out."

Jiang Shuyun understood that he was probably already fed up with being confined to his room for forty days, unable to read, take a bath, or do anything else.

"Go and take a shower, you're all sweaty. I'll go in first, the baby should wake up soon."

Mu Yi'an left Jiang Shuyun behind and went inside.

The two little ones were sleeping soundly on the big bed, showing no signs of waking up.

Mu Yi'an sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her face clearly reflected in the mirror.

This isn't one of those bronze mirrors that makes things appear and disappear.

This is a relatively clear mirror, the kind you could see everywhere in your past life. Although the clarity isn't great, it's probably due to the coating.

"I've gained weight, my face is rounder, and my waist has gotten bigger."

Mu Yi'an stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, pinched the flesh on her face, then pinched the fat around her belly, muttering to herself.

"What's wrong?"

"I've gained too much weight."

Mu Yi'an looked at Jiang Shuyun as he entered; he was still as handsome and elegant as ever.

"This is due to your pregnancy; you'll lose weight gradually. Don't rush it, and don't diet to lose weight, that's unhealthy."

Jiang Shuyun knew that loving beauty was a woman's nature. There was nothing wrong with losing weight, but unhealthy weight loss was unacceptable.

“I know, I’ve heard from former colleagues that the six months postpartum is the best time to recover one’s figure, so I’m going to start exercising appropriately.”

"Alright, whatever you need me to do, I will go through fire and water for you."

Jiang Shuyun's words made Mu Yi'an chuckle.

"Waaah..."

The sobbing coming from the bed interrupted Mu Yi'an and Jiang Shuyun's conversation.

"The children are awake, one for each of them."

The couple went over together, opened the baby's swaddling clothes, and found that the baby had wet himself.

Mu Yi'an is now skilled at changing diapers for the baby, and although Jiang Shuyun is not very familiar with it, she also knows how to do it.

"Madam, the warm water has been brought."

Aunt Fang estimated the time, brought over a basin of warm water, and washed the bottoms of the two young masters.

Jiang Shuyun stepped aside, and Sister Fang took over.

After breakfast, Mu Yi'an escorted Shao Ming and Shao Yun to the hanging flower gate, where they were heading to the school.

"Mommy, it's so good that you can take us here again!"

Shao Yun turned around and hugged his mother. The little guy was already up to Mu Yi'an's waist.

Shao Ming didn't say anything, but his eyes were sparkling.

"Listen carefully, your mother is waiting for you at home."

After seeing off the two older children, I spent some more time with Chuyue. There are many children, so I need to treat them all equally.

After finishing with the children, Mu Yi'an started looking at the account books again, which she hadn't looked at for several months.

It's been almost three months since I finished my postpartum confinement period (40 days) plus the last month of pregnancy.

Mu Yi'an was busy at home. Jiang Shuyun had just finished a class and came out when she ran into one of the headmaster's pageboys.

"Jiang Jiangshu, the headmaster would like to see you. He is waiting for you in his study."

"Okay, thank you."

Jiang Shuyun didn't know what the headmaster wanted to see him about, but it probably wasn't anything bad.

When Jiang Shuyun reached the door of the headmaster's study, she straightened her clothes before knocking.

"Come in."

"Headmaster, you were looking for me?"

Jiang Shuyun pushed open the door and entered. Inside the study, only the headmaster was present.

"Zhonglin, sit down."

The headmaster sat on the couch by the window and had Jiang Shuyun sit opposite him.

Jiang Shuyun sat down as instructed by the headmaster.

“Zhonglin, I’ve asked around about the literacy booklet you showed me last time. It can be used on a small scale to see how it works.”

"Really, Headmaster, it's usable now!"

Jiang Shuyun thought that so much time had passed that there was no hope left.

After all, in the eyes of those scholarly families and aristocratic clans, such a booklet was not considered orthodox and could not be considered elegant.

"Yes, you can try it without worry. No one will cause you any trouble."

The headmaster spoke with conviction and his eyes were resolute.

Although he didn't say who he got the connections from, it must have been someone of considerable influence.

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