Song Yunzhao was no innocent maiden. After all, she had already borne a child. Lying in the same bed with him that night, she could naturally feel the changes in the man's body beside her. However, he was true to his word and didn't touch her.
This was different from when she was pregnant. Back then, he was afraid of harming the child. Now that she had given birth, his restraint was a sign of his thoughtfulness and affection for her.
Song Yunzhao's scant conscience pricked her with guilt. She didn't sleep very well that night. The next morning, she rose with Feng Yi and, like an especially virtuous wife, helped him dress and wash up.
Feng Yi: ?
Song Yunzhao gleefully sent off a resigned-looking Feng Yi. Only then did she have time to get ready. Once she was done, she went to check on Feng Ze next door. The little one was still sleeping soundly, with a wet nurse watching over him vigilantly. Seeing Song Zhaoyi, the nurse quickly stood to pay her respects.
