"Your Highness, you flatter me." Consort Su stepped aside, gesturing for the two to come inside and sit down.

Nangong Luoying only addressed her as "Imperial Sister-in-law" because of the child in her womb; even with her noble status, she was still just a concubine.

The three of them sat down in the hall. Su Liangdi looked at Xia Ju and said, "Qiu Ju, serve the tea."

Qiuju poured a cup of tea for each of the three women and then left with the remaining maids.

Looking at Sang Jiang with slight excitement, Su Liangdi said, "Sang Jiang~ do you know how much I miss you?"

"Hmm." Sang Jiang responded indifferently, looking at her round little face.

Su Liangdi wasn't fat before, and even when she was pregnant, she wasn't very fat, but now, she looks like a ball.

Su Liangdi pouted immediately and grumbled, "Sang Jiang, you finally came to see me, and you still look so gloomy."

"ah?"

Sang Jiang glanced at her and smiled, "No, Su Su, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Su Liangdi thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, why?"

"It's nothing." Sang Jiang chuckled lightly; perhaps she was overthinking it.

Nangong Luoying's eyes lit up when she saw Su Liangdi's belly: "Royal sister, may I touch it?"

Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow and looked at Su Liangdi: "Ask her."

Su Liangdi nodded: "That's fine."

Looking at Su Liangdi's belly with longing, Nangong Luoying took two steps forward with a smile, but quickly removed her hand as soon as it touched Su Liangdi's belly.

The Emperor only had these few children, and none of them were married or had children. She had seen other pregnant women's bellies before, but she had never touched one, so she was extremely curious at this moment.

Su Liangdi grinned at her and said, "Princess, don't be afraid. I've been pregnant for over three months now, so it's not a big deal to touch it."

Nangong Luoying retreated, feeling embarrassed.

As a princess, she was always high and mighty, but no one expected that she would do these things after being with Sang Jiang.

She actually loved to play, but Consort Shu had high expectations of her and often told her that she was a princess and a princess should act like one.

But she found that Sang Jiang was different; she never acted like a princess, and she found that being with Sang Jiang made her happier.

Since she was going to be married off anyway, why not indulge herself a little during these last moments?

Once she left Xifeng, who would care whether she was a princess or not?

The three were chatting happily when they heard Xia Ju's voice coming from outside.

"My lady, the Consort has sent you a bowl of black chicken soup and said you should drink it while it's hot."

“Zhao Lianyan?” Sang Jiang frowned and looked at Su Liangdi.

Su Liangdi nodded: "Yes, Sang Jiang, do you know, Zhao Lianyan has been sending me supplements frequently ever since you left. I always have someone check them before I drink them. It would be such a waste if I didn't take them."

Sang Jiang frowned even more: "She often brings you tonics?"

"Yes." Su Liangdi nodded, looking down at the baby in her belly with a radiant expression of maternal love.

"No wonder." Sang Jiang chuckled and poured the black chicken soup from the table directly onto a pot of flowers.

"Sang Jiang, what are you doing?" Su Liangdi couldn't help but mutter to herself as she watched the chicken soup that was about to be served fly away.