Can you rise against the wind like this?_1

This scared Wei Hong terribly.

He couldn't stomach the vegetarian dishes at the table to begin with. He only picked up his chopsticks and tried to take a few bites to keep Bai Zi company. Seeing Bai Zi in this state, he rushed over and patted her back, "Zizi, what's wrong?"

"Ugh…" Bai Zi was running out of strength, "Prince Heir, stay away… it's dirty! I'm fine, I'm just…ugh…"

She tightly covered her mouth, her tears welling up in her eyes.

Wei Hong probably understood her intentions, quickly stepping back a few steps: "Go ahead and vomit. I won't mind, just don't hold it in, you'll damage yourself!"

Receiving this encouragement, Bai Zi could no longer hold back, heaving uncontrollably and vomiting out her morning meal.

The commotion was so large, it alarmed the two mothers warming themselves by the fire in the kitchen.

The older of the two, who had given birth to five or six children, had a sudden flash in her eyes, as a light bulb went off in her mind.