After lunch, Madam Li went to visit relatives and friends, while Daohua returned to Daohua Pavilion with Zhou Jingwan and Su Shiyu.
Although Daohua had married, Madam Li still kept her courtyard well-preserved.
Daohua, "Jingwan, why do I feel that you seemed a little out of spirits? You hardly ate at the table, are you sick?"
Hearing this, Su Shiyu immediately burst into laughter while Zhou Jingwan also smiled lightly.
Daohua, puzzled, "What's so funny?"
Su Shiyu laughed while looking at Zhou Jingwan, "Jingwan isn't sick, she's pregnant."
Daohua suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, glancing at Zhou Jingwan's stomach, "So soon?! You and your husband were only married..."
Daohua counted with her fingers, "Just over three months!"
Su Shiyu laughed, "What's so strange about that? From what I know, some people get pregnant as soon as they cross the threshold. Jingwan being pregnant for just over a month is actually quite late."
