Chen Wanqing was a month and a half pregnant. Since the pregnancy was not yet stable, she didn't dare walk too fast.
The nanny knew she was an esteemed guest. Judging by her posture, she had also guessed the young woman was expecting, so she didn't dare urge her to hurry.
The two headed toward the West Courtyard at a leisurely pace. Just as they passed through an archway, less than a hundred meters away from the courtyard, Chen Wanqing spotted a familiar figure.
Zhao Jing's sleeves fluttered in the breeze. Wearing a jade crown and a sapphire-blue brocade robe, he stepped out from behind a rockery. He showed no surprise at seeing her. Quickening his pace, he walked up to her and supported her waist.
"Did Grandfather call for you too?"
Chen Wanqing nodded. "The nanny said an esteemed guest has arrived, someone around our age, and asked us to go over and host them."
