Chapter 1191

“Pour me a cup of water,” said Lady Song to Ning Shu who was standing there like a pillar.

Ning Shu poured a cup of water for Lady Song obediently, then returned to standing at the side silently again.

Upon encountering happy events, people’s moods lift. The current Lady Song seemed just a step away from soaring into the sky. There was no need to explain how smug she felt. This was the prince’s first child. The eldest son was going to come out from her stomach!

It was the eldest son!

“Son, Mother is counting on you!” murmured Lady Song as she stroked her stomach.

Ning Shu ：→_→

This child was probably still just an embryo the size of a fingernail, but it was already given such great expectations.