"Ah—"
She silently sighed in her heart, turned over restlessly, but stopped halfway through. Both hands clenched the edge of the quilt tightly, her hair shifted slightly, and a faint sheen of sweat quickly emerged around her neck.
She bit her lip in pain, and then slightly moved her feet—the pain in her calves felt particularly sharp.
"Mmm…"
Cai Wei let out a low moan but didn't dare move. Recently, perhaps because the children were growing rapidly, her body had been losing calcium, and her legs frequently cramped, causing her to break out in cold sweat from the pain.
Even though her movements were already small enough, Nangong Yi still noticed. He opened his eyes and, seeing Cai Wei's expression of pain, suddenly sat up. He raised his hand to gently knead her calf and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Mm…" Cai Wei instinctively grasped the edge of Nangong Yi's robe; her forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
"Someone, summon the imperial physician!"
