On an official road winding through rugged mountains, a convoy of several carriages, escorted by over twenty guards, was making its way forward.
Inside one of the swaying carriages, Pei Shaoqing sat slumped without a care for his image, casually stuffing pastries into his mouth.
In stark contrast, Xie Qingwu maintained the picture of a proper lady from a great family, sitting upright with her back as straight as possible. Her heavy "conscience" swayed with the carriage's movements.
"My lady's bosom seems to have grown larger," Pei Shaoqing remarked, his eyes fixed on the two bountiful, undulating fruits.
Xie Qingwu instinctively glanced down before replying softly, "A woman's breasts naturally get bigger during pregnancy."
The main reason was that hers were already quite large to begin with. The secondary development from her pregnancy simply made them look much fuller.
Of course, they still couldn't compare to Ye Hanshuang's.
