Copper Sparrow Platform.
In the room of Princess Zhaoqing, Chu Ran.
Xu Ying, dressed in a luxurious bright yellow palace skirt, draped in a vest, sat beside the bed. Not far from her feet was a brazier. She gazed at the beauty reclining on the bed, covered with a thin blanket, with bright eyes and white teeth, tender and weak, and her eyes could not conceal her envy.
She held Chu Ran's hand, a slight smile spreading across her face, and said, "This time, Your Highness has truly turned the corner, being pregnant with King Wei's child. You will no longer be an unnamed mistress. If it's a boy, Your Highness will be even more privileged."
Upon hearing this, Chu Ran's eyes curved like crescent moons, and she rubbed her small belly, feeling happy inside, yet remaining calm on the surface: "Your Majesty, it's too early to say. Everything is just speculation without any certainty."
