She had been favored for too long and was reluctant to suffer any grievances. That's why she was so vehement.
"Alright, let's put this matter behind us, don't think about it anymore. I still have things to attend to and must head back, I'll come to fetch you tomorrow," Fourth Master looked at her, "Rest well."
"Are you really not angry anymore, my lord? If you are still upset, then scold me first. Don't leave while still harboring anger—I don't want that," Ye Zao clung to Fourth Master's hand and refused to let go.
"There, there, you're overthinking things. I'm not angry with you. As long as you are well, I'm at ease," Fourth Master said, smiling.
"Is it because of the baby that you're not angry?" Ye Zao asked again.
It was somewhat unreasonable and petulant.
"Listen, when I say I'm not angry, it means I'm not angry. But I won't allow a next time," Fourth Master pressed her hand down, "The child is still in your belly, and right now, I'm concerned about you."