Gu Beihuai carried Tang Chuxia to rest, and not a soul said a word, all exhausted.
Tang Chuxia kept clinging to Gu Beihuai, insisting she wouldn't have children, which left Gu Beihuai not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"I don't really care, after all, my family doesn't have a throne to succeed. As long as you don't regret it, that's fine!"
Tang Chuxia: …I might as well turn over and go to sleep!
It was just a momentary sentiment. Tang Chuxia was more aware than anyone that Gu Beihuai's family indeed needed descendants.
She might have been too tired, as no one came to wake her up for the New Year greetings. When Tang Chuxia woke up, it was already noon. The greetings were not her turn, but she could still enjoy a good meal.
"How is the elder sister-in-law?" With Madam Tang not in sight, Tang Chuxia simply asked the third sister-in-law, who, like her, was yawning.
