"It's Long'er." Fenhui raised the corners of her lips happily and got up.
"Long'er?" The child? Is it her and Anle Wang's child?
Why did that guy from King Anle send the child? Something seems wrong...
"Long'er is our child," Fenhui winked at him playfully.
"Damn since when were you pregnant with my child?"
"It was that time..." The time a few hours before they broke up
In the palace of the king of Brahma
Ji Lang stood lonely next to the lotus pond. This lotus pond was built according to the lotus pond in King Ji's Palace. Fenhui liked this place very much for the past two years. He always came here to chat with her whenever he was free. Look,
Lotus flowers, watching the stars... and watching the sunrise. Although she never fell in love with him, he did get a lot of happiness in the past two years.
Now that she is leaving, he can't bear to leave her and wants to use force to keep her.
But it seemed that she would be happier if she returned to Ji Ju. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact.
Suddenly, a sarcastic voice sounded:
"You look like this, are you going to cry?"
It was that damn woman again. He turned around and wanted to pinch her.
"Who told you you were free to wander around here?"
"You didn't tie my hands and feet. It's hard for me to stay in one place." Ni Die still had an expression that made him laugh but not laugh. "I'm going to be suffocated. Hey, damn guy, you stinky man."
When exactly will I be allowed to return to Hebei?"
Didn't he decide to give up the attack on Ji? All the people captured with her were released, leaving her alone to die of old age?
"Are you going back to Ji to meet your old lover?" He couldn't help but rant: "It's a pity that your beloved king, Ji Shu, only loves Fenhui, doesn't he? So even if you go back to Ji
What’s the point?”
"Aren't you the same? Your beloved Fen Hui only loves Ji Ju."
Not to be outdone, she planned to anger him to death. "However, I am surprised at your generosity in letting Fenhui go free so easily. This is not like your style." She thought he was a cold-blooded patricide.