Lu Zhu struggled in vain, crying and shouting as she was dragged all the way to Madame Shen, leaving behind a trail of gossip.
The room finally quieted down. After her battle of wits with Lu Zhu, Liu Tinglan indeed felt somewhat exhausted. She supported her slightly protruding belly and slowly stood up, intending to rest in her room for a while when something caught her eye in the corner. It was the bowl of chicken soup on the table, and a hint of a cold smile played on her lips.
She picked up the soup bowl, walked slowly to the window, and poured the chicken soup into the rose bushes below. Watching the birds singing ceaselessly on the big trees in the courtyard, she laughed softly, "This is a treat for you guys."
As she turned around, the birds that had seen her pour the aromatic chicken soup quickly swooped down, burying themselves in the rose bushes and joyfully devouring the tender and delicious chicken meat.