Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

In the courtyard on the other side, the sun sets, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the courtyard, covering the quiet courtyard with a soft veil.

Niuhulu and Wu Gege finished their busy day and returned to their respective residences. Niuhulu's courtyard was warm and peaceful, as if it could wash away all the fatigue.

As soon as she entered the door, Niuhulu let down all her guard, lay down on a recliner in the corner of the yard without caring about her image, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this rare quiet time.

Cuiyun followed closely behind, carefully helped her into the house, and gently placed her on the soft couch. After completing these, Cuiyun did not stop her busy steps, but began to take care of other trivial matters, her eyes full of care and consideration for her master.

Seeing this, Niuhulu felt a warm current in her heart. She knew Cuiyun's hard work and companionship along the way. So she called softly, "Cuiyun, you are tired too. Go and have a rest. Let Cuiyu come in and serve me."

When Cuiyun heard this, a hint of surprise and touching flashed in her eyes. She quickly nodded in agreement and turned to call Cuiyu.

At this time, Cuiyu was busy arranging dinner for Niuhulu. When she heard Cuiyun's call, she quickly gave brief instructions to the maid and hurried over.

"Sister Cuiyun, what's wrong?" Cuiyu asked with concern as soon as she entered the door, her eyes full of inquiry.

Cuiyun pulled Cuiyu aside, her expression solemn and somewhat mysterious. She lowered her voice and said, "Cuiyu, I have something important to tell you, but you have to stay calm."

Cuiyu's heart skipped a beat. She nodded, motioning Cuiyun to continue.

"The master... is pregnant." Cuiyun's words were concise and powerful, but they exploded in Cuiyu's ears like thunder.

Cuiyu's eyes widened in disbelief, then the corners of her mouth gradually rose, blooming into a joyful smile. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing that her laughter would disturb the tranquility of the room.

Seeing this, Cuiyun quickly reminded softly: "Cuiyu, remember to keep calm. Now is not the time to make it public. The master does not want too many people to know."

Niuhulu lazily lay on the chaise longue in the room, wearing a soft silk cape, with her eyes slightly closed, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts. She felt this rare tranquility and wanted to completely relax herself in this moment of peace.

At this time, Cuiyu gently pushed open the door, her footsteps light, afraid to disturb Niuhulu's peace. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Niuhulu resting on the chaise longue, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

She knew that her master had been working hard recently and urgently needed a good rest.

"Master, let me loosen your hair and give you a massage." Cui Yu's voice was soft and delicate, like a spring breeze.

Hearing this, Niuhulu slowly opened her eyes, a trace of relief after exhaustion flashed across her eyes. She nodded slightly, agreeing to Cuiyu's proposal.

Seeing this, Cuiyu hurriedly walked behind Niuhulu and skillfully began to untie her hair. The long black and shiny hair cascaded down in Cuiyu's hands like a waterfall, emitting a faint luster.

Afterwards, Cuiyu began her massage again. Her technique was gentle yet powerful. Every acupoint was grasped precisely by her, making Niuhulu feel unprecedented comfort and relaxation.

Under Cui Yu's massage, Niu Hulu gradually let down all her defenses and tension. Her body began to become soft and relaxed, and her consciousness gradually drifted away.

At this moment, Cuiyu suddenly mentioned that Niuhulu was pregnant, breaking the tranquility.

Cuiyu did not notice that Niuhulu was a little sleepy, and she was still immersed in joy and said, "I heard from Sister Cuiyun that the master is pregnant. This is really great news! I congratulate the master, congratulations!"

Niuhulu wanted to say something, but sleepiness came over her like a tide. She tried hard to open her eyes, but only saw Cuiyu's blurry figure swaying in front of her.

Finally, she couldn't resist the invasion of sleepiness, slowly closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Cui Yu stopped talking immediately. She sighed softly, feeling both joy and a little heartache in her heart.

She picked up the blanket beside her and gently covered Niuhulu with it, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing her sweet dream.

Afterwards, she waited quietly by the side, guarding this tranquility and beauty, while also silently praying for the upcoming new life.