Song Wei finished reading the words Wen Wan wrote on the rice paper and quickly looked away. He picked up a handkerchief from the bedside and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. His voice was steady, reassuring her, "No worries, Wanwan. Stay home and rest well during your pregnancy. I'll go for the exam by myself, and if I'm fortunate enough to pass and become an Advanced Scholar, I'll come back for you then."
As Song Wei spoke, he placed the handkerchief aside, gently encircled her waist with his arm, and rested his large, firm hand on her back, soothingly rubbing his chin on the top of her hair.
Wen Wan leaned her cheek against the man's chest, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
She felt uneasy. Once separated from her, what if her husband couldn't even get into the examination hall?
Song Wei sensed her worries and spoke softly, "I'll be as careful as I can."
