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Compared to the bright sunshine in the main hall of Shouci Palace, the side hall felt somber because Chen Zhixian was resting quietly on a soft couch, with curtains scattered.
In front of the screen, the Taoist priests were still talking all at once. Although the hall was noisy, it did not feel lively at all. Instead, it was oppressive.
"Godmother!"
A soft, sweet, childlike voice drifted in, as if carrying a clean, refreshing light that shone into the room with a "whoosh."
Chen Zhixian leaned against the soft couch, her face full of sorrow. Only when she heard that childish voice did her empty and numb eyes regain a little sparkle.
As soon as she looked up, she saw the adorable little baby toddler, with her short legs and a bright smile, run to her bedside and was about to pounce on her.
Tingyun was bringing in the medicine to help with the pregnancy when she saw this scene. She was so frightened that she quickly stopped the little princess. "Little princess! Your godmother is pregnant. You can't pounce on your godmother. You'll hurt the baby."
"Oh! Is that so..." The little dumpling pouted regretfully after being stopped, but she forgot about it in the blink of an eye; it wouldn't spoil her happy mood.
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