His heart was also filled with excitement, sitting by the bedside, trembling as he caressed her shoulder…
Meanwhile, in the Su Mansion in the capital, Su Qingyue had just finished a late-night meal in the side room. Throughout her several months of pregnancy, she had none of the usual morning sickness that pregnant women endure. The baby was very calm in her belly.
Maid Yinzhu cleared the bowl and chopsticks from the table and went to the kitchen.
Su Qingyue stood up, gently touching her slightly showing belly, and walked to the window, gazing at the bright moon outside.
A figure in black, Fu Chou, silently appeared behind her, "Master, he's getting married tomorrow. Are you really going to watch him marry another woman with your eyes wide open?"
"I've already severed all ties with him," Su Qingyue said with a voice as indifferent as water. "Whom he marries has nothing to do with me."
