After lunch, Xia Ruqing, leaning on Zi Yue, went outside to aid digestion.
They wandered around the back garden.
Xiao Zhu Zi was truly diligent and put one's mind at ease.
The vegetables grown in the back garden were even more plentiful than in previous years.
Xiao Xizi had somehow managed to cultivate seeds from some wild vegetables.
In this season, when everywhere else was bleak, the small courtyard still remained lush and green.
Spinach and carrots were all ready to eat, looking incredibly fresh—much tastier than the dried vegetables supplied by the Imperial Kitchen.
Looking around, her mood improved considerably.
"Let's go back, it's quite cold. We should return!"
"Yes!" Zi Yue said, laughing.
They had scarcely returned inside and were about to lie down when Zhao Junyao arrived.
Upon entering the inner chamber, taking off his cloak, and dismissing the Servants, Zhao Junyao embraced Xia Ruqing and lay with her on the bed.
