After sending off the Ye family, Ye Zao was helped to change into a different set of clothes.
Lying on the couch inside, Ye Zao sighed: "The weather changes so quickly. During my postpartum recovery, it was unbearably hot. But now, it's just August, and suddenly, it's cold today."
"It's going to rain, and it'll still be warm. After the fifteenth of August, it will still be warm." Shan Hu pulled the blanket over her: "You've worked hard today, master. Take a nap."
"Hmm, is the Eighth Prince asleep?" With the Fifth Prince before him, she's already used to taking care of the Eighth Prince.
"Replying to the master, we wouldn't dare not be diligent." The Fifth Prince is next door.
"They say every family has its own difficult story to tell. Look at the Ye family, they've got a title, no shortage of duties, still there's scheming in the backyard." Ye Zao shook her head.
