The maidservant's cries, tinged with sobbing, echoed through the pavilion, and Meng Xiyang's complexion changed immediately.
Lu Tong looked at the maidservant on the ground with surprise.
No wonder I hadn't seen the Princess Consort managing today's feast at the Wangfu, it turned out that Princess Wenjun, who was in her sixth month of pregnancy, was not suitable to attend.
However, how could she suddenly suffer from a pregnancy emergency?
In front of all the ladies present, Meng Xiyang whispered a scolding, "How did the servants take care of the Princess Consort? How could she suffer from a pregnancy emergency without reason? Have you summoned a doctor yet?"
