"I won't need to! I'll just take a dose of medicine tomorrow, and I'll be fine! Naturally, one cannot be pregnant during war!"
Lin Sisi had already thought of this, and she was still cautious.
"No way! My Imperial Aunt said medicine harms the body, you can't take medicine! We'll wait until you come back before we..."
"No! I want it now!"
"No! Wait till you're back..."
"Chu Jinling! If you have the guts, stop running! I'll tear your clothes off!"
In Chu Jinling's separate courtyard, Lin Sisi exaggeratedly chased after him, both of them hopping up and down, even alarming Xiao Yu.
When Xiao Si reported to Xiao Yu, his expression was indescribable, "Young Master, if the Grand Consort hears of this, she might come to you for answers."
"Auntie is sensible, she won't," Xiao Yu replied indifferently, in his hands, a new clothing design sketch.
It was for Su Miaoyan.
