It was almost noon when the two of them came out of the study.
After lunch and a simple tidying up, Zhao Hao sent him back to Suyuan.
In the carriage, Jiang Yiren snuggled in Zhao Hao's arms and said softly, "Hao'er, tell me...it's been so long, why hasn't my aunt made any movement?"
As she spoke, her delicate hand stroked her flat belly.
Zhao Hao couldn't help but say: "Aunt, don't be anxious. For some things, haste makes waste."
"I heard from the doctors at the Imperial Hospital that this kind of thing is also related to one's mood."
"The more you want it, the less it comes."
"On the contrary, when I stopped thinking about it, it happened unexpectedly."
Jiang Yiren blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "Is that so?"
Zhao Hao said, "Of course it's true, so, aunt, don't be anxious."
Jiang Yiren nodded slightly: "Then Auntie, listen to Hao'er!"
She really wanted to have a child for Zhao Hao.
Although, she had no idea what to do if she really got pregnant.
But I just want a child.
The two of them came to Su Garden, and Zhao Hao helped her pack up simply and did not leave at night.
I continued to work hard for my child all night.
In the morning, after having breakfast with Jiang Wan'er, he left.
During this period, she truly experienced what it meant to have the blessing of having many wives.
You don't have to think about anything or do anything, just shuttle back and forth between the women.
If you want to go to Zhuoya, go to Zhuoya. If you want to go to Shangfu, go to Shangfu.
Back home, there is a princess and an aunt.
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