She stroked her belly gently, "I don't care if the baby is the real Dragon Emperor. As long as he is safe, that's all."
"But I don't care." Jun Youqi looked solemn and solemn, "No matter whether the baby is born at an early age or not, I want him to become the future emperor. He is my continuation."
She smiled, and even though she knew the baby was a boy, she still asked, "What if the baby is a girl?"
His face was a little pale, "No, I have a hunch that the baby will be a boy. The baby will not be a girl!" If he has the ability to have another baby, it doesn't matter if she has a boy or a girl now, but he no longer has the ability.
Can't afford to lose...
Whether the baby is a male heir, everything about him and his fight for it are still meaningful. If it is a daughter, he has exhausted all his agencies and snatched the country without even an heir, so what does it mean? Then his world will sink forever and ever.
In darkness, there is no redemption.
No, he has fallen into darkness and will never see the light again. He is no longer even a man, and he is nothing more than a walking corpse.
Only his soon-to-be-born son can give him a glimmer of hope in his gloomy life.
Son, must be a son!
He even clasped her shoulders with some excitement, "Yun'er, our baby will be a male heir, right?"
She said nothing, but said coldly, "You are so pathetic." With a sharp look in her eyes, she clasped his wrist with her bare hands and explored his veins with two fingers.
He reflexively withdrew his hand and asked warily, "Yun'er, what do you want to do?"
"It's nothing. I think you are seriously ill, so I just want to check your pulse."
"I...it's okay." He had a pale smile on his face, feeling a little guilty, for fear that she would find out something, "Don't worry about me, just be happy and wait for our baby to be born. Do you want to eat more?"
Something? I'm afraid that when you are about to give birth, you won't have the strength..."
"I'm very full after dinner. Let's eat some later." She looked at the time and saw that it was still early in the morning. It was inconvenient with a big belly, so she walked towards the room, walked a few steps and then stopped.
Already.
"Feng Jingyun, what's wrong with you?" Jun Mo Shang, who was more than ten steps away, floated to her side like a ghost, and his handsome face as pale as a corpse was filled with worry.
"What about you?" she asked casually, "do you care whether the child is a boy or a girl?"
"I don't care." He said with an indifferent expression.
Jun Youqi also walked over, "Of course he doesn't care. It's not his child. What should he care about?"
"Even if it is my heir, I don't care about the gender of the child." As long as it is Feng Jingyun's child... Jun Monoshang's face darkened when he suddenly realized this idea. It turned out that he wanted to have a baby with her.
He wants her to bear children for him, but the bloodline must be his. The father of the child cannot be another man!
Seeing his gloomy face, Jun Youqi couldn't hide the corners of his mouth that turned up in pleasure, "You still say you don't care, but I think Brother Three Emperors is jealous that I'm going to be a father."
Jun Mo Shang's bloody pupils burst out with terrifying murderous intent.
Jun Youqi felt even happier when he saw his reaction so intensely.
Feng Jingyun's face turned a little pale, and both men noticed it almost at the same time.
"Feng Jingyun, you haven't said what's wrong with you yet..." Jun Mo Shang lost control of his expression and shouted, "Come here!"
