"Consort Qing is here too."
Chen Mo entered the bedchamber and saw Xu Ying massaging Chu Ran's legs, no longer calling her the Empress.
The palace maid in the chamber greeted him with a "Your Majesty" and then voluntarily retreated.
"Your Majesty." Xu Ying rose and came before Chen Mo, giving a respectful bow.
"Your Majesty." Chu Ran also greeted joyfully.
"Don't move, just lie there comfortably." Chen Mo quickly walked to Chu Ran's side, then sat down on the couch, raising a hand to caress Chu Ran's rounded belly, leaning his ear against it, a smile appearing on his face: "The child is kicking me."
"Princess Consort Jing must be carrying a little prince; Your Majesty doesn't know how lively her belly was before you came." Xu Ying chimed in with a laugh.
