Li Yuanyuan was a bit irritable, "How should I know? As soon as she walked in, she took off her shoes. I don't know if she wanted to throw them at the Prince or at me, but she ended up hitting the teapot, which scalded my hand."
"Is your hand okay, Miss?"
"It's nothing."
The tea had cooled off a bit on its journey, only leaving her hand a little red.
However, the fear and confusion in her heart were harder to dissipate.
Nanny Mo rubbed her hands, saying, "This won't do. No matter if it was an accident or if the Princess Consort realized something, we can't just sit here and do nothing."
"What do you mean, Nanny?"
"Miss, it's time to make a move." Nanny Mo whispered, "The Princess Consort is already showing such a big belly, look at the time - in two or three months, she will give birth. If we don't act soon, it will be too late. The master has been urging."