The mother and son chatted for a while longer, and the Second Prince personally fed Consort Rou a small bowl of porridge. Only then did he leave, full of joy.
As soon as his figure disappeared, the smile on Consort Rou's face froze, and she collapsed powerlessly onto the bed.
The palace maids panicked, gathering around the bed and shouting, "Consort, Consort, are you all right?"
"No worries, just keep it down. The Second Prince hasn't gone far yet; don't scare him," Consort Rou replied weakly.
Moments ago, when the Second Prince was here, the Consort seemed fine. How did she become like this suddenly? Her personal maid became anxious and said, "The Consort looks unwell. How about I go fetch the Imperial Physician for a checkup?"
"No, no, no need, I'll be fine after a rest," Consort Rou said, closing her eyes wearily.
Yesterday, when the Empress came to visit her, she guessed what was going on.
