On the way back to the palace, Ye Zao had fallen asleep.
Leaning against Fourth Master, she placed her hand on her belly.
Fourth Master looked at the white agate bracelet on her wrist and thought that a red one would have looked prettier.
But given the mourning period, it wasn't appropriate to wear red.
Fourth Master pulled the blanket that was covering her a bit higher and tucked her arm inside as well.
He then leaned against the carriage wall and closed his eyes.
The carriage slowly made its way back to the palace and stopped outside Qianqing Palace.
Su Peisheng woke Fourth Master, but Ye Zao was still asleep.
Fourth Master frowned as he looked at her, realizing it was not feasible to carry her; her belly was too big, making it uncomfortable to hold her in any position.
"Go and get a sedan chair," Fourth Master whispered.
Su Peisheng quickly agreed and went to get one.
Soon, a sedan chair carried by four men arrived, its top heaped with thick blankets.