Next, her gaze fell on Feng Yueya's bulging belly.
Her expression was even more shocked, as if struck by lightning.
Seeing her standing there blankly, Nanny Zhou sternly said to her, "In the presence of the Princess Consort, why have you not paid your respects!"
Only then did the woman snap back and bowed her head, kneeling respectfully in greeting.
"This civilian woman greets the Princess Consort."
Her voice was soft and gentle, lacking strength, but very pleasing to the ear.
"Stand up. Nanny Zhou, bring her a chair," Feng Yueya paused for a moment and said calmly.
"Yes." Nanny Zhou brought a chair and placed it behind the woman.
"The Princess Consort has granted you a seat, why do you not express your gratitude?" Nanny Zhou still looked displeased.
She was used to such scenes; these kinds of women were either currying favor with the Prince or had other ulterior motives.
Thus, she naturally wouldn't show a kind face.
Feng Yueya made no move to stop her rudeness.
