Xia Zheng bit his lip, huffed a sound, and knew Lin Yuan was intent on sending him back. He pouted and returned to the carriage with an air of grievance, even deliberately letting out soft whines of pretend crying.
Lin Yuan held her forehead, if it weren't for considering Xia Zheng's delicate health, she wouldn't have rushed him off. He was different from Lin Yi; Lin Yi could even sleep on tree branches, but Xia Zheng ? Not a chance.
Moreover, the house indeed didn't have enough rooms. Of the four rooms in the North Room, besides the central hall that couldn't be used for sleeping, one room was occupied by the postpartum Lady Liu and her attendant Lady Fan, one room housed the three Lin Yuan Sisters and Liu Limin, and even Lin Jiaxin had started using a crutch to go to an annex room to sleep.
