Just like any other ordinary couple, that is, Qiao Xiaomai could now conceive normally.
Thinking of this, he really sighed a breath of relief in his heart.
As long as he could be with Qiao Xiaomai, he didn't care whether they had children or not.
However, if they could have a well-behaved daughter like Qiao Xiaomai, that would be very nice!
Holding such thoughts, even confined to lying down and immobile, Tong Tiehu was no longer depressed.
Although he had nearly died, he had also solved a major hidden danger.
After a simple breakfast, Qiao Xiaomai went out for a stroll.
Everything in the manor was now arranged by Gao Lian; she wandered to the guest house door, wanting to ask Yang Wenxiao if there was anything he needed her help with.
As she entered the courtyard of the guest house, she immediately saw Yang Wenxiao hammering away, surrounded by wood and carpenter's tools. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Your Majesty, what are you..."