Qinghe was unaware that Muniang could read, so Muniang said, "That's a good idea. Still, people would indeed need to see the child's face to pick a suitable name. When the time comes, we can bring the child to them. Besides, you're heavy with child now, and it's not good for you to travel a long distance."
"Mmm." Qinghe patted her belly, where her child lay, her expression finally easing somewhat. This child had become her greatest source of emotional support; with him, everything seemed more manageable.
Muniang was still preoccupied with managing the Tianzhuang estate, rising early in the morning. Who could afford to sleep in when earning silver was at stake?!
Qingya brought in some water for washing her face, attending to Muniang's morning routine, and inadvertently mentioned something, "Lady, I just learned something. It seems that the Chui family is not at peace."
Muniang was taken aback, "What happened?"
