She felt stifled, but mostly she was worried.
Something must have happened on Lu Qing's side, which is why he left so hastily and kept it from her.
She couldn't help but start imagining wildly. However, the more she thought about it, the more she shouldn't think, especially since she'd already been tormented by morning sickness.
Everyone in Putao manor couldn't help but start worrying.
The daily conversation went like this:
Little sixth: "Has the Young Madam eaten?"
"She had a few bites in the morning, but then vomited, and whatever she ate in the evening, she threw up again."
Little second: "What are we going to do? She can't keep up her nutrition like this."
Little seventh: "We can only make some liquid food, and it can't have any meat in it."
Little sixth: "Should we report to Young Master Lu?"
Little second: "Although Young Master Chen is out of danger, there's a new situation over there, and he can't come back for now. Perhaps we should wait a bit longer?"
