Xiao Qing also remembered, "Oh, you mean that—"
Lian Hua quickly interrupted, covering her ears, "Ah, don't say it, don't mention that name, it makes me sick just hearing it."
Whenever that name was mentioned, she thought of that clear, sticky substance, and the thought alone made her nauseous.
Interestingly, she normally felt fine during her pregnancy, except at the beginning when the strong fishy smell made her queasy, but otherwise, she seldom experienced morning sickness.
Even now, the fishy smell couldn't make her vomit, but things like winter melon soup, for some reason, made her want to throw up just by looking at them, reminding her of children's snot, which was extremely disgusting.
Xiao Qing quickly covered her mouth and shook her head, daring not to speak anymore.
Since that time, Canglan Court had never seen winter melon soup again, nor dared to speak its name, fearing the master might feel nauseous.
