"Expecting what?"
"A little princess."
Ye Ling's face darkened. He looked hostile.
Zhong Ran took a step back. Bad sign, he's going to kill! Uhh… Does my imperial sword not work anymore?
Shen Qianshu slept for really long. She ignored all of them and only woke up at night. She vomited twice again and finally felt better.
Seeing her, Zhong Ran asked softly, "Miss Shen, do you really have motion sickness? Are you sure you're not pregnant?"
"Pregnant?" Shen Qianshu laughed. "Did Ye Ling split into two?"
"Damn, is there really something wrong with Master?"
Shen Qianshu said, "Do you dare to say that in his face?"
"No way!" Zhong Ran replied.
"Ye Ling made an incredibly big deal out of your motion sickness," Zhong Ran said. "Master was yelling for us to call the doctor after seeing you sleeping like that. He could've exploded."
"Motion sickness is not an illness. Why would I need a doctor?"
"Exactly."
