Lin Qinghua hesitated, not knowing what to say. Madam Shen was already in her mid-thirties, past the ideal childbearing age.
However, it was not unheard of in Great Nan. For example, the wife of the Minister of the Grand Court gave birth to their only daughter in her forties, and she was much cherished.
"Your father is just concerned that your younger brother is weak and unable to shoulder the responsibility of being the Lin family's head." Madam Shen couldn't help but snort at the thought.
Lin Qinghua felt physically and mentally exhausted, and didn't want to dwell on the topic. Lately, she had been feeling weak and uncomfortable all over her body.
Fortunately, Yan Nanchen still had some conscience and had been staying in her courtyard at night these days.
Just as Madam Shen continued to speak, Lin Qinghua couldn't help but cover her mouth and retch.
