Han Zhi bowed respectfully and stood at the doorway, watching as Zhang Zhiheng slowly departed, supported by her maids and eunuchs. Once their figures vanished beyond the gate, he let out a long breath and turned to walk back toward the direction from which the voice had just come.
However, no sooner had he rounded a winding corridor than he saw Su Zhen standing by a cluster of flowers. The indifferent breeze gently stirred her skirt, and a few stray locks of hair danced playfully in the wind. With one hand, she gently stroked her visibly protruding belly, while the other picked a freshly bloomed crabapple flower.
Whether they had fallen victim to Su Zhen's "candied chestnuts," the two little rascals Su Shi and Su Zhe were standing obediently on either side of her.
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