Originally stern-faced were Horn and Wuming, who had come to report their work.
But after Cui Que's mood worsened, they could only turn to comforting her instead.
"Don't be angry, Sister Cui Que..."
Paradise Bird ran over and gently hugged Cui Que from behind to support her back, "The baby is what matters!"
"...Yes, I know. Thank you."
Cui Que's expression eased slightly as she extended her hand to gently touch Paradise Bird's soft hair and then pinched her earlobe.
She sighed softly, "Why am I even angry? I'm no longer a member of the Execution Department... What right, and in what capacity, do I have to be angry?"
It was now mid-October.
Cui Que was six months pregnant, and her belly was visibly larger. The tense situation on Happiness Island had made her very anxious.
