"Quick, quick, quick, Consort of the Crown Prince, let me help you back to your room to rest? It's a great joy, such great joy!" Qiao Xiaomai's small face bloomed with a smile.
"We should still let the Imperial Doctor take a careful look first, to see if there's a need to prescribe some medicine," Yang Ye said.
"Prince Wei is right, better have the Imperial Doctor check first," Qiao Xiaomai nodded eagerly, her smile growing wider; anyone who didn't know any better would think she was the one pregnant.
Fine, whatever Yang Ye said was good, either way, Feng Huihui wouldn't be staying in the manor for her pregnancy.
They needed to hurry back to the Palace!
With Feng Huihui pregnant, lunch was off the table; the palace maids supported Feng Huihui back to her bedroom, and the three men, Yang Hao, Yang Zheng, and Yang Ye, all gathered around.