Eating and eating.
Xie Qianyun's stomach started to churn a bit.
She gagged a little.
Wu Huahao scoffed, "You've only been back as Empress for a few days, and you can't handle drinking already."
"Ugh." Xie Qianyun dry-heaved again.
Qiu Yin hurriedly stepped forward, "Empress, Empress, what's wrong? Could it be..."
"Shut up!" Xie Qianyun loudly rebuked Qiu Yin.
Don't lie to her about being pregnant.
She now knows that pregnancy doesn't just happen from sleeping overnight.
"I just wanted to say, maybe the Empress ate something that upset her stomach?" Qiu Yin looked aggrieved.
Her eyes glanced at the roast chicken.
It seemed like there was something wrong with that chicken.
Xie Qianyun also looked over.
She raised her head to look at Wu Huahao.
Wu Huahao suddenly gagged as well.
Clearly, he was a bit nauseated too.
They exchanged glances.
"Wu Huahao, did you deliberately give me spoiled roast chicken to eat?" Xie Qianyun scolded.
