Xia Zheng’s mind was stirred; Lin Yuan had finally begun her menstrual cycle, signifying she was now a woman of age, and this meant that the day of their marriage was drawing even closer. With this thought, Xia Zheng was both excited and happy.

"What’s the matter? Why are you so happy?" After pouring a cup of hot water for Lin Yuan, Xia Zheng considerately covered her with a blanket.

"It’s nothing, just teasing him." After the commotion, Lin Yuan felt a bit better and slowly took a couple of sips of water.

Xia Zheng didn’t ask further, seeing that she indeed looked much better than when he had left the house, he felt relieved, "I’ve already had Lin Yi prepare everything, if your body can take it, I’ll take you back to the Lin family hollow now."

In fact, Xia Zheng didn’t need to say it; she wanted to go back anyway. Her body had just started to ache, and that ’thing’ could come at any time; if she continued to stay in the Fuman Building, she really didn’t know what to do.

"I can take it; let’s go now."

Although Xia Zheng didn’t understand the details of a woman’s monthly suffering, he knew that Princess Anle would spend a few days in bed without leaving the room each month, and as he grew older, he slowly gained some understanding.

Knowing that women were most vulnerable at this time, he wouldn’t let Lin Yuan walk by herself, wrapping her in a blanket and carrying her out in his arms.

"I, I can walk on my own."

Being held in Xia Zheng’s arms, Lin Yuan’s cheeks flushed red again, especially since it was mealtime and the main hall was filled with guests. Their sudden appearance attracted many curious glances.

Lin Yuan was even more embarrassed, but Xia Zheng’s arm holding her tightened, clearly having no intention of putting her down to walk on her own.

Lin Yuan bit her lip, tilted her little head, and burrowed into Xia Zheng’s embrace, not forgetting to lift the blanket to cover her head.

Feeling the unease of the person in his arms, Xia Zheng looked down and his lips couldn’t help but curl up into a smile.

Until they got into the carriage, Xia Zheng didn’t put down the person in his arms. Lin Yuan requested several times, but was resolutely ignored as if her words were nothing but wind.

After so much talking, sleepiness slowly overcame Lin Yuan, and she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep in Xia Zheng’s arms. The carriage rode so smoothly that she couldn’t feel any bumps and slept soundly.

When they arrived back at the Lin family hollow, Xia Zheng didn’t wait for Lin Yuan to speak and carried her down from the carriage, blanket and all. Speechless, Lin Yuan quietly poked her head out from his arms to see if anyone noticed this rather indecorous scene.

Not looking would have been fine, but upon looking, she indeed saw Lady Yang standing in the doorway of the neighboring courtyard, tremblingly holding a basin of dirty water, ready to throw it out.

Perhaps not expecting to see Lin Yuan being carried back, Lady Yang was startled and asked subconsciously, "What happened?"

Lin Yuan saw nothing but concern in Lady Yang’s cloudy eyes, waved her hand with a smile but before she could speak, Xia Zheng jumped in first, "Nothing, she just fell asleep."

Lin Yuan: ...

Lady Yang seemed relieved, watching the two enter the door while muttering to herself, "Why do girls push themselves so hard? They should rest when it’s time to rest; they will ruin their health for no good reason."

Lin Yuan did not hear these words, but the nagging of Lady Liu and Lin Jiaxin had almost formed calluses in her ears.

Seeing her daughter being carried in rather than walking, Lady Liu’s heart almost jumped out of her throat: "Da Ya, Da Ya! What happened to you? My child, oh my!"

Lin Jiaxin was also sunbathing with little Xiao Yongyan in the courtyard and upon seeing this, he left his son and hurried over: "What happened, what happened? Are you ill? What illness, have you seen the doctor? Yaya, Yaya, come and see what’s happened to your older sister?"

Having been with Xia Zheng and with Lin Yi looking after her, Lin Jiaxin was sure that Lin Yuan hadn’t had an accident or fought with anyone. Besides, knowing their daughter’s temperament, if she had actually fought with someone, it wouldn’t be her being carried unable to walk!

It was a day off from school, and Xiao Linshuang was in her room practicing acupuncture with a medical book when she heard her father’s shouts and hurried out.

On seeing her older sister’s pale face, she almost burst into tears and hopped around, insisting on taking her pulse. Xiao Linshuang was not Lao Fan; she was not yet capable of diagnosing by just looking at someone’s complexion, so it was no wonder she was anxious.

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