"How can such things happen in the world? A pregnant concubine being oppressed by a noble with neither pregnancy nor favor? Is there no respect for status anymore?"
Yi Changzai vented her frustrations to Bai Pin.
But Bai Pin no longer carried the pride and arrogance she once had.
Thinking back, she was once a rare beauty in the palace, a sight to behold for anyone.
But now, with her sallow complexion, perpetually furrowed brows, and thin frame, she hardly looked pregnant.
She seemed utterly devoid of blessings.
Perhaps recalling her past, Yi Changzai sincerely comforted her.
"No matter what, the child is innocent. If you're not eating or sleeping well, the child won't grow. Your belly doesn't seem bigger than mine was at four months; the child is too small and hard to raise if born."
Bai Pin felt a pang of bitterness.
This child, who knows if it will even be born.
She never understood before why the Emperor showed such tolerance towards her and this child.
