"Yuan, I'm really worried about what might happen after the baby is born." Feng Yueya said with concern, tugging at his sleeve.
Yun Shangyuan returned to his senses and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry too much. I'll send someone to search for Divine Sword Island tomorrow.
There are still a few months before the baby's birth. During this time, we should be able to come up with a solution."
"Yes, that's all we can do."
That night, both had their minds elsewhere and slept poorly.
Days passed by quickly, and another month had slipped by.
The weather was getting colder.
The leaves on the trees in the Prince Manor mostly turned yellow, swirling down and covering the cobblestone paths with a thick layer.
Every day, servants would clean the courtyard, but by the next day, more leaves would have piled up.
The clothes Feng Yueya made for Yun Shangyuan were finished— a black Python Robe embroidered with silver dragon patterns.
