In the blink of an eye, it was February of the following year.
Yueyao, with her belly bulging, looked at the scenery in the garden and said, "It's almost the time when the willows turn green and the flowers bloom again." Among the four seasons, spring was Yueyao's favorite.
Xiang Wei, supporting her from the side, said, "The due date is at the end of the month. It's better if you go out less from now on!" These few days had been pleasant with no rain, otherwise, Xiang Wei would never have allowed Yueyao to come out. Walking in the garden with a big belly, if an accident happened, it would be quite a headache.
Yueyao looked at the dozen maids and old nannies surrounding her and said with a smile, "I'm fine!" Even if something did happen, there were so many people to serve as cushions.
