As the due date approached, Mingzhu became increasingly uncomfortable. Her entire body was swollen, and she could only sleep on her left side. Even then, she couldn't rest peacefully, having to turn over frequently during the night, or else it would be hard to breathe. With all this tossing and turning, she could only sleep for about two Shichen at most each night.
Mingzhu could take naps during the day, but Niu Yanghui had to attend to duties at the Yamen during the day. Over the past two months, Niu Yanghui had visibly lost a lot of weight.
Mingzhu ate a small bowl of rice, now adhering to the principle of eating smaller, more frequent meals. Bai Yi carefully assisted her back to the couch. Mingzhu touched her belly and said, "It's almost eight months now, these little mischievous twins will be out soon."
