"Old General Xu, congratulations, congratulations!"
"The Seventh Imperial Concubine is sure to bear a chubby great-grandson for the Xu family, allowing Old General Xu to truly enjoy his blessings!"
"Congratulations to Seventh Prince, wishing you and the Seventh Imperial Concubine an early birth of a noble son and a lifetime of happiness together!"
"..."
Blessings of all sorts came pouring in like a flood.
It was only then that Ji Ruyan realized the words "dumplings" and "sons" in the language of Sky Poison Country sounded somewhat alike. When the joyful matron had asked earlier, her mouth had been full of the taste of raw meat filling; how could she have been attentive enough to notice that the woman wasn't asking about dumplings, but whether she had a son?
Instantly, three thick black lines seemed to fall across her forehead, leaving her quite vexed!
However, she still managed a grimacing smile, continuing to graciously accept the well-wishes from everyone.