Shen Chuwei sighed, "It's over."
Chun Xi looked at Shen Chuwei with a puzzled face, "What's wrong, Miss?"
Shen Chuwei glanced at Chun Xi, "The title of Xiaoxiang Pavilion's chatterbox has been taken away by you."
Chun Xi said, "That's not true, this servant is serious."
Shen Chuwei couldn't help but lament, "Now I understand why it's said 'A child brings honor to its mother,' and not 'A mother brings honor to its child.'"
Chun Xi asked again, "Why is that?"
Shen Chuwei replied with the same gentle tone, "You are so gentle today."
Chun Xi rubbed her arms, feeling goosebumps all over, "Miss, isn't this servant just scared for the baby?"
Shen Chuwei shook her head helplessly, getting dressed, washing up, eating – the routine she did every morning.
Shen Chuwei thought Chun Xi was just acting weird that morning, but throughout the day, she witnessed the symptoms of Chun Xi's bewilderment.