After a while, she sensed something was off. She looked down and saw her hand held by Beitang Qing. She frowned, "Hand."
Beitang Qing played dumb, "Hand? What's wrong?"
Ou Yinghan smiled faintly, "Shouldn't you let go now?"
Beitang Qing glanced at her, chuckled foolishly, and held tighter, "I'm worried you'll get car sick. I'm holding you to prevent that."
Ou Yinghan couldn't help rolling her eyes:
Back at the palace, Kang Chen explained the situation to them. They had to stay for a week and get another check-up to determine if the pregnant woman could handle a long journey.
Ou Yinghan hugged Ming Mei, "I told you, you definitely can't leave this early. You need to take good care of yourself. I'll go home today and ask my mom what foods are good for the baby. Then I'll find a couple of chefs specializing in maternity meals to make you round and healthy in a week, no malnutrition issues."
