Qin Mingrui had successfully been found, and the women, in groups of threes and fives, returned to the back yard.
Although they all wanted to see the splendor of King Qin again, the distinction between men and women had to be to observed, and they had to consider their own status.
Moving around, Qiao Duo'er suddenly noticed the mud stain on the hem of Du Yingxue's skirt; if she remembered correctly, the basket Xuan San had just carried also had mud hanging from it.
Qiao Duo'er narrowed her eyes, she had been in the birthing room the whole time, and if Xuan Er had appeared, it would have been unreasonable for her not to notice.
Back then, the room was filled with women, and a man's presence would have been very conspicuous. Even if she hadn't paid attention, there was a room full of people at the time—had none of them noticed?
