With the Master's word of not suspecting her, Lady Niuhulu finally felt relieved.
In fact, as her pregnancy gradually progressed, her body was not very comfortable.
Although the feeling of morning sickness was not yet very obvious, it was already present.
In recent days, due to Lady Tala's affairs, she couldn't eat well or sleep soundly.
Prince Hongxu noticed during dinner.
Lady Niuhulu didn't want to eat many things, and the food that the maid brought her, she felt too troubled to eat.
She didn't dare let the Eighth Prince know she was uncomfortable, so she forced herself to eat.
Hongxu was disinclined to speak but wasn't a fool; he could see what was going on.
He wasn't impatient: "If you don't like it, don't eat it. Ask the Imperial Kitchen to make whatever you want." He had truly spoken a lot today.
"I'm sorry to have disturbed your meal, my lord." Lady Niuhulu hastily said, "It's just that I feel a bit... have some morning sickness, so..."
