"Husband!"
Jiang Yu had just finished court and was about to sit in the carriage to go home when someone beside him called out sweetly.
Jiang Yu was already accustomed to it; ever since his wife became pregnant, her previous shrewdness had transformed into a charming clinginess.
Thus, Jiang Yu naturally bid farewell to his colleagues, and as he turned around, Zhou Ying bumped into his arms.
Ignoring the envious, puzzled, or slightly disdainful gazes from others, Jiang Yu supported his wife and walked towards the waiting carriage not far away.
The maids holding food boxes and carrying cloaks consciously fell a few steps behind, following the couple.
"It's so cold today; why didn't you rest at home?"
Previously, his wife would sometimes suddenly decide to come near the palace gates to wait for him after court, but recently, as the temperature dropped, it became rare.
With Jiang Yu's support, Zhou Ying got on the carriage, still very excited.
