Chapter 1122 - Have a Son Next Year
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Startled, Feng Qingtian got up from the couch and hugged her. âIâm here, Iâm here.â
âWhat use are you? I want my son.â Gu Bailu was truly heartbroken.
She didnât know if her son would come back after this. She felt helpless.
When she first transmigrated here, she didnât even have a spirit root and didnât know where her enemy was hiding. No matter how she had been bullied, she had never felt as helpless as she did now.
âAlright, alright. If you want a son, Iâll give you a son.â Feng Qingtian could only coax her.
Just as his son had said, everyone had their own mission. His son had gone to complete his.
Gu Bailu stopped crying and looked at him expectantly. âCan you really give me my son? Can you really bring him back?â
âIf we work hard now, our son will definitely be back next year.â Feng Qingtian kissed her forehead.
âHow?â Gu Bailuâs face lit up. She wiped her tears. As long as she could get her son back, she would work hard.
Feng Qingtian whispered in her ear, âLetâs have another baby.â
Gu Bailu was speechless.
I really want to kill you!
Feng Qingtianâs comfort did nothing to lift Gu Bailuâs bad mood. Even if she had another baby, it wouldnât be this one.
Gu Bailu was depressed, and Bu Yaolian and Mo Qianâer came to comfort her.
Even Su Shenfan put in his two cents. âWhy donât we go to Heavenly Palace Cliff? Itâs not like we canât.â
Feng Qingtian glanced at him coldly.
If they could go to Heavenly Palace Cliff, they would have done so long ago.
If they went, it would be even worse. Now, only distance separated them. If they went, they would be parted by death.
As long as there was life, there was always hope. Gu Bailu knew that, so she didnât force it.
She hated the rules of Heavenly Palace Cliff.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
At night, Feng Qingtian comforted her in a low voice. âWhen our son takes control, it might be possible to break the rules. As long as weâre alive, thereâs always hope.â
âI know. I just canât bear to let my son face these things alone, and we canât do anything.â
âWhy canât we do anything? We can give our son lots of brothers and sisters...â
Gu Bailu wasnât interested in that at all. She missed her son.
Feng Qingtian didnât force her. Some things could only be left to time.
Seeing that there was no need to go to Heavenly Palace Cliff, Lu Fenying left with Mo Qianâer and Crown Prince Lu.
Crown Prince Lu even cried until he was out of breath.
Mo Qianâer patted his back gently. âDonât cry, donât cry. Good baby, we wonât leave. Weâll stay here and wait for Crown Prince Feng to come back.â
âMo Qianâer, donât push your luck. A country canât be without a ruler,â Lu Fenying said coldly.
âLook at our son. How can we leave? He doesnât want to go.â
âWe have to leave even if he doesnât want to. Itâs not up to him.â Lu Fenyingâs expression was merciless.
Mo Qianâer looked at him hatefully. âHeâs your flesh and blood. Can you really watch him cry until something happens to him?â
âItâs all your fault for spoiling him. Heâs going to inherit the throne in the future. How can we let him be so willful?â Lu Fenying snatched Crown Prince Lu from Mo Qianâerâs arms, and a warning flashed in his narrow eyes. âTry crying again?â