After Bai Linsu and Linghu Shuang left the palace, they called Chen Xiaobei before soon arriving at the restaurant.
"Come, come! Sit down and rest for a bit! Let me pour you some tea!"
Chen Xiaobei could barely wait any longer, asking as he poured each of them a cup of tea. "Is it a boy or a girl? How many months has it been?"
"Big Bro Chen! Stop asking questions! Can't you see that sifu is very sad?" Linghu Shuang said.
"What happened?" Chen Xiaobei looked at Bai Linsu. He had noticed her red-rimmed eyes – it was apparent that she had just cried her eyes out.
"It's nothing." Bai Linsu shook her head miserably, looking very pale and downcast. "I'll rest for a while and then I'll be leaving!"
At most times, weariness of the heart was far more agonizing than the weariness of the physical body.
