Hearing the commotion outside the door, Wufu picked up the Little Bun and leaned towards the door. Upon hearing the familiar voice, she was taken aback and swiftly opened the door.
"Princess Consort." Chi Er led the group, and upon seeing Wufu, fell to his knees with a thud, his face full of remorse, "We, your subordinates, have arrived late. Please forgive us, Princess Consort."
Wufu stood under the veranda, looking at the few people, one, two, three...
Only five people, her heart sank.
"Stand up and speak." Wufu closed her eyes briefly, spoke in a deep voice.
Chi Er stood up and looked over, first noticing her flat abdomen, feeling a slight shock. But upon seeing the bundle in her arms, his heart eased, and he knelt again, "We, your subordinates, pay respects to the young master."
"No need for formalities, rise." Wufu exempted the formalities on behalf of her son.
