Shen Chuwei looked at the blushing Chun Xi and comforted her, "We just need to be careful. We're bringing food to the Empress."
"This servant understands." Chun Xi, puffing with anger, would probably not hesitate to beat up the Emperor if given the chance.
Chun Xi prepared some snacks, all handmade by herself. With a gourmet at her side, failure was difficult.
When it was time to leave, Chun Xi glanced at Shen Chuwei's belly for a while and suggested, "Young Mistress, let's wrap your belly with cloth. That way, it's less likely to be noticed."
Chun Xi went to fetch the cloth as she spoke.
Shen Chuwei cooperated by lifting her skirt, watching as Chun Xi brought over a roll of white cloth, which was thin and breathable.
Watching Chun Xi wind the cloth around her round belly, she took a deep breath to suck in her stomach, which immediately appeared smaller.
After wrapping the cloth and letting down her skirt, her belly indeed looked smaller.