Zhulan was speechless. She had only said it was a possibility, she hadn't confirmed it; what if she wasn't pregnant? Wouldn't that be a false alarm?
And whatever you do, don't fall, she thought. No, wait, just now Su Xuan had run off. Oh no, please don't stretch yourself too much. Zhulan's heart raced, and ultimately, unable to wait for Nanny Song's return, she grabbed her cloak and hurried to the fourth courtyard.
The old maid chasing after Su Xuan was panting heavily. "Magistrate, slow down, please slow down. Don't hurt yourself."
Su Xuan verbally acknowledged the advice but continued at her fast pace; she was going to be a mother. Smiling, she returned to the courtyard and entered the room. "Child's father, you're going to be a dad."
Zhou Changzhi didn't hear her; he continued to focus intently on copying the books, muttering to himself, "Excellent writing, excellent writing."
