Song Ci still didn't go to Prince Xiao's Mansion to attend the banquet for Commandery Princess Furu's one-month celebration, instead, she went strolling on the street with Niu Pan'er.
"I've heard that shifting your focus can stop you from thinking about throwing up. Let's take in the bustling marketplace, watch the people, and taste some delicacies." Song Ci looked at her noticeably thinner face and felt especially concerned.
It's not easy to be a woman; pregnancy and childbirth are a blissful torment.
Niu Pan'er smiled and said, "Mother, I'm fine. You don't need to worry."
Song Ci patted her hand and didn't say anything.
The carriage stopped on Zhuque Street. The maids and servants gathered around, placed a footstool, and carefully helped the two of them out of the carriage.
