The days passed as usual.
The people in the garden knew nothing.
In the Bimonthly Pavilion, Ye Zao continued to quietly nurture her pregnancy. At over four months, the pregnancy seemed stable, though she found herself sleeping excessively every day.
On the morning of the Eve of the Lunar New Year, before dawn, Ye Zao was woken up.
"Master, it's time to get up. Today is the Eve of the Lunar New Year," Shan Hu said softly.
"Shan Hu, you woke me too hastily," Ye Zao sighed, frowning. "I forgot what I dreamt about just now. It seemed to be a very tense dream."
"Forgetting is a good thing. Quickly get up, I'm taking the children to Fengxian Hall. You should get up and have something to eat first," the Fourth Master emerged from the back, already washed and dressed.
Ye Zao nodded, still feeling a bit suffocated, wondering what she dreamt about just now. It seemed like a very anxious dream, and she had utterly forgotten it.
The whole day went by smoothly.
