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After the news spread, Ye Chen seemed like a completely different person.

When Jiang Ruoxi was about to get up in the morning, he had already brought breakfast to her bedside.

Jiang Ruoxi was about to drive to the company when he hid the car keys and said, "I'll give you a ride."

Jiang Ruoxi said she had to work overtime, and he called at five o'clock to urge her, saying, "Master Su said we can't overwork ourselves."

Jiang Ruoxi was both amused and exasperated by his stare. One night, she said to him, "Ye Chen, I'm just pregnant, I didn't break my leg."

Ye Chen nodded and said, "I know," but the next day he still put all her high heels into the bottom of the cabinet and replaced them with three pairs of flat soft shoes placed at the door.

He Jianping was the first to notice something was wrong.

That day, Ye Chen was in a meeting at the security department. Suddenly, he stood up and said, "I'm going out to make a phone call." When he came back, he looked very nervous.

He Jianping asked him what was wrong, and he said, "Ruoxi said she wanted to eat something sour for lunch, but the cafeteria doesn't have any pickled green beans, so I have to go buy some."

He Jianping said, "There's a supermarket downstairs from her company, so let her buy it herself."

Ye Chen glared at him and said, "What do you know?"

Then he rode off on his motorcycle.

He Jianping watched his retreating figure, then turned to the person next to him and said, "It's over, Minister Ye has gone mad."

Su Qinghan couldn't stand it anymore either.

One day, Ye Chen chased Jiang Ruoxi all over the yard with a bowl of medicinal soup, insisting that she drink it while it was hot.

Jiang Ruoxi hid behind Su Qinghan, who reached out to stop Ye Chen, saying, "She's pregnant, not in postpartum confinement. Let her catch her breath."

Ye Chen stood in the courtyard holding a bowl, looking aggrieved, and said, "This medicine is for replenishing qi; it won't be good if it gets cold."

Su Qinghan took the bowl from his hand, took a sip herself, and said, "The taste is the same. Stop chasing her, or she'll throw up."

Ye Chen finally calmed down, but he still stood in the courtyard, looking longingly at Jiang Ruoxi.

Jiang Ruoxi sighed, walked over, picked up the bowl, drank from it, and patted his face, saying, "Alright, don't be so tense."

Ye Chen grinned, but the same thing happened the next day.

Aygul was very quiet.

She goes to the greenhouse every day as usual and waters the plants in the pots as usual.

One morning, she placed a newly propagated moonflower at the entrance of the herbalist's hut, with a note next to it: "Put this in the bedroom, it'll make me sleep better at night."

Ye Chen brought the flowers into the bedroom and placed them on the windowsill on Jiang Ruoxi's side.

Jiang Ruoxi looked at the small pot of white flowers and said, "Guli is more caring than you are."

Ye Chen said, "I love you too."

Jiang Ruoxi said, "You're just hurting yourself blindly."

Ye Chen thought about it and agreed with her, so he went to the kitchen and reheated the stir-fried pork with pickled green beans from lunch.

In mid-April, Fang Guodong came again.

This time he brought two students with him, one was Lin Xiao, and the other was a boy named Zhou Yuan who had come before.

As soon as the two entered the valley, they went to report to their seventh uncle, saying, "Professor Fang asked us to come and help with the spring plowing."

Seventh Uncle was overjoyed and said, "Perfect timing, it's time to pull the grass on the south slope."

Lin Xiao squatted in the field pulling weeds all afternoon, and her hands were shaking when she ate dinner that night.

Gu Nian had just returned from school. She was a freshman at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and came to Baizhi Valley to see the moonflowers over the weekend.

She saw Lin Xiao and Zhou Yuan squatting in the field and ran over to greet them.

Lin Xiao looked up at her, paused for a moment, and said, "You're that... Gu Nian?"

Gu Nian asked, "Do you know me?"

Lin Xiao said, "Professor Fang always mentions you in class, saying you are his 'living case study'."

Gu Nian smiled and squatted down to help pull weeds.

The three of them squatted in the field, pulling up vines while chatting about Professor Fang's class, and didn't go back to the house until it got dark.

That evening, everyone sat around the medicine hut for dinner.

Fang Guodong sat in the chair that Shen Bo'an used to sit in, holding a bowl, and said, "This autumn, I plan to have Lin Xiao write a paper on this batch of He'an ointment, clearly describing the entire process from planting to processing to formulation, and submit it to a core journal to try and get it published."

Ye Chen asked, "Can I send it?"

Fang Guodong said, "Yes, the data is real, the formula is verifiable, and it's a century-old formula. The reviewers couldn't find any fault with it."

Su Qinghan listened silently, but added a spoonful of soup to Fang Guodong's bowl.

Fang Guodong glanced at her, flattered.

Su Qinghan said, "Writing a paper is fine, but don't change the formula beyond recognition."

Fang Guodong repeatedly said, "No, no."

After the meal, Ye Chen helped Jiang Ruoxi back to her room.

Jiang Ruoxi walks a little slower now, so Ye Chen always lets her walk on the inside while he walks on the outside, his hand lightly supporting her waist.

Jiang Ruoxi said, "You're putting a lot of pressure on me."

Ye Chen said, "I'll focus on my own thing, you go on yours, we won't interfere with each other."

Jiang Ruoxi chuckled and said nothing more.

As the two reached the bedroom door, Jiang Ruoxi suddenly stopped and looked at the moonflower on the windowsill.

She said, "Ye Chen, who do you think our child will look like?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment and said, "Wife, she must be like you. Smart and beautiful, just a little temperamental."

Jiang Ruoxi said, "Having a bad temper is just like you, 100% like you. You can look like me, but prettier."

Ye Chen said, "Wife, I don't have a big temper."

Jiang Ruoxi glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Ye Chen laughed first.

That night, Ye Chen sat in the courtyard polishing his sword.

Su Qinghan came out of the medicine hut and sat down next to him.

She said, "You've been under too much pressure lately."

Ye Chen said, "I know, but I can't help it, I keep worrying about Ruoxi."

Su Qinghan said, "You have to control it even if you can't. The more nervous you are, the more uncomfortable she will feel. Pregnancy is a matter for two people, but her body is her own. You can't take her place, so you have to learn to stand by her side and not get in her way."

Ye Chen put down his sword and said, "Master, what can I do? I won't feel at ease if I don't keep an eye on things."

Su Qinghan said, "Do what you're supposed to do, cook for her, walk with her, listen to her talk, and stop staring at her like she's a thief."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Master, what you said is right. It's just like how my father, the Grand Master, scolded you back then."

Su Qinghan glared at him, then stood up and went back inside.

As he walked to the door, he added, "Move that potted moonflower to her office tomorrow. She can see it during the day."

Ye Chen agreed.

He sheathed his sword, stood up, and stretched.

In the courtyard, the new seedlings in the medicinal herb field swayed gently in the moonlight.

He stood there for a while and felt a little more relaxed than before.

Then he turned and went back into the house, quietly pushing open the bedroom door.

Jiang Ruoxi was already asleep, her breathing light and even. The moonflower on the windowsill shimmered with a faint silver light.

Ye Chen sat down by the bed and tucked the blanket around her. Then he leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes.

There are so many things to do tomorrow. I need to take Ruoxi to the company, accompany Fang Guodong to see the processing of He'an ointment, pick up Gu Nian to go to the greenhouse, and help Seventh Uncle water the south slope.

Trivial, ordinary.

But he didn't want to miss any of them.