Night had fallen.
The drifting snow had finally ceased, bringing quiet to the Yang family who had rejoiced all day at the news of Mrs. Yu's pregnancy.
In the main courtyard's bedroom, Yang Zhenshan and Qingyi had already peacefully fallen asleep.
However, deep into the night, Yang Zhenshan suddenly opened his eyes.
He heard some noises that should not have been there, sounding like a scuffle.
The noise came quickly and left just as fast, with people talking faintly in the distance, yet too far for Yang Zhenshan to hear clearly.
Just as Yang Zhenshan hesitated about whether to get up and ask about the situation, the gate of the main courtyard was suddenly knocked on.
"Who is it!"
The gatekeeper granny draped in a coat came out of the gatehouse to ask.
"It's Ding Qiu!"
"Housekeeper Ding?"
"I've got some urgent business with the Marquis!" Ding Qiu stood outside the gate.
"Housekeeper Ding, please wait a moment. The old woman will go and inform Miss Qingxia!"