Zhou Shuren pressed his eyebrows, "I've hastened to straighten out the officials at all levels in Jinzhou Province, just so I could lessen the trouble and spare more time to be with you for the delivery."
Speaking of which, Zhou Shuren became even more depressed. Zhulan's belly had been over nine months already, and she was about to give birth any moment; he was not at ease for a second.
These past few days he had actually felt relieved; the officials in Jinzhou Province did not dare to make a move easily, but today he was feeling anxious again.
Seeing Zhou Shuren so distressed, Zhulan knew it could only be about the Emperor, who was now very close. From Jinzhou Province to the capital was less than a day's journey away, half a day by carriage, less than four hours by fast horse.
Now Granny Song wasn't in the main courtyard; she was supposed to return after a month, but Zhulan didn't trust Zhao's attitude towards the child, so she had asked her to stay a few more days.
