Feng Xizi had always been against Mo Zhilan. He wanted to return to the imperial capital, but she refused to go back. She couldn't step on Mo Zhilan's bottom line... However, at this moment, she leaned softly in his arms and nodded: "Okay, wait.
Qiyu returns to Canglang Villa to take charge, and we will return to the Imperial Capital immediately."
Mo Zhilan didn't say anything, he hugged her sideways and let her nestle in his arms.
In the face of the overall situation, Feng Xizi's choice is always to stand by Mo Zhilan's side, which is one of the reasons why Mo Zhilan loves her to the core.
Feng Xizi's intelligence is rare in the world. It is precisely because of this that she knows how to exercise discretion and how to weigh the importance. Only such a woman can become the mother of a country who is as tall as Tian Che.
Mo Zhilan was convinced of his choice. Feng Xizi was the woman he believed he would be for the rest of his life, and his determination remained unchanged.
However, for many things, plans never change as fast as they do.
Since Feng Xizi had made up his mind to return to the imperial capital with Mo Zhilan, he naturally had to make full preparations and arrange everything for the Feng family in the shortest possible time. He could only set off north after Qiu Yu returned from Hangzhou.
This time may not be long or short, but it was only ten days before an earth-shattering event occurred, prompting Feng Xizi to change his original plan.
On this day, it rained in the south of the Yangtze River.
Feng Xizi sat next to Mo Zhilan. When she was giving instructions on the accounts, she clearly noticed a slight movement in her belly. She quickly shook Mo Zhilan and said with joy, "Zhilan, the child seems to have moved!"
Mo Zhilan put down the wolf hair and put his hand on her abdomen, feeling the tiny but powerful life inside.
Through the palm of his hand, Mo Zhilan also noticed something beating, like a pulse, or like he was turning over... No matter what it was, he smiled and said, "This child will definitely be active in the future.
The prince, who is less than six months old, is so naughty, just like you."
Feng Xizi pulled his hand down and retorted with pursed lips: "What prince, I prefer girls. As for me, this child is probably a princess who is as strong as me."
"No, Zi'er, it's best to give birth to a heir apparent this time." Mo Zhilan looked at Feng Xizi with a serious tone, thought for a while, and continued: "If you are really the princess, you have to continue to give birth.
Until a son is born."
"What are you... talking nonsense..." She pursed her lips in a low voice. Feng Xizi was afraid that the Tinghe secret guard guarding the door would hear her, so she muttered: "It's all you, who belongs to the prince and princess... After giving birth,
I will definitely not give birth to this child. You don’t even know that pregnancy is so hard, and I will almost lose half my life because of this child.”
"Zi'er, thank you for your hard work." Mo Zhilan knew that Feng Xi had suffered a lot when Zi was pregnant with the child, especially at that time when he couldn't even stay with her and allowed her to be expelled from the imperial capital.
Picking up Feng Xizi apologetically, Mo Zhilan buried his face on the side of her fair neck and sighed: "This kind of thing will never happen again, I promise."
"I believe in you." Feng Xizi wrapped her arms around his waist, closed her eyes, and smiled softly: "Now, the person I trust the most is you. I believe you will never abandon me again, nor will you ever leave me again."
hurt me."
Mo Zhilan smiled slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at her sparkling clear eyes and her gentle and delicate red lips... He lowered his head, followed his own will, and kissed her flower-like cherry lips.