Looking at the man in front of him who frowned slightly, Feng Jiuer reached out and poked his forehead.
"Why, you can't even achieve such a simple condition?"
"If you can't do it, don't even think about marrying me!" Feng Jiuer snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
Di Wuya fished it out at will and imprisoned her in front of him.
"Why can't I have children because of you?" the man asked in a low voice.
Feng Jiuer met the man's confused gaze and frowned slightly.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, don't you know that some couples cannot have children together?"
"I don't know." Di Wuya shook his head.
Feng Jiuer scratched her head, not daring to doubt his words.
"There are many situations where you can't have children. Anyway, if I tell you now, you won't understand, and..."
"Say, I understand." Di Wuya interrupted Feng Jiuer's words.
Feng Jiuer looked at him and was suddenly speechless.
When the little girl didn't say anything, Di Wuya said softly: "Yu Jingfeng only said that some men don't have... ability. I have it."
After listening to Di Wuya's words, Feng Jiuer's face turned red with a "swish" sound.
She covered her lips to prevent herself from laughing.
Who says her Nine Emperors Uncle isn't cute? He's very cute now, but everyone hasn't had the chance to see him.
Feng Jiuer let go of the hand covering her lips and asked softly: "How do you know you have it?"
"I..." Di Wuya suddenly stood up and looked down at the woman in his arms, "I can't explain it, I can only prove it."
Feng Jiuer took his hand and pushed him back to the seat.
"Sit down and stand so high to talk to me. Isn't my neck tired?"
Most importantly, she was genuinely worried that he would follow through on his words.
Di Wuya sat back on his seat, still holding Feng Jiuer's hand.
Feng Jiuer glanced at him and sighed lightly: "A lot of times, it's not about whether a man has this ability."
"Why is that?" Di Wuya asked seriously.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and sat down in front of him.
Sometimes, she would find it tiring to talk to Nine Emperors Uncle, especially when Nine Emperors Uncle was serious and difficult to serve.
Di Wuya hugged her in his arms and asked again: "Why is that? Just tell me, I understand."
"I can't explain it. Anyway, if two people are together, there is no guarantee that they will have a child."
"But I also said that if it's my problem, just divorce me and find another one."
"I won't." Di Wuya lowered his head and put his head close to the little girl's head, "No matter what, you are the only one in this life."
When Feng Jiuer turned her head, she almost kissed the man's lips. She leaned back, and a little space was created between the two of them.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, why do I feel that you are becoming more and more flirtatious now?"
"Don't forget, you are the prince and will soon become the emperor. I can't even imagine that the harem will change from three thousand to one person."
"It's a pity that I'm riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. Otherwise, I really need to carefully consider whether to get on this train."
"Go ahead." Di Wuya smiled lightly, all the fatigue on his face disappeared, "I won't let you down."
The man's hot nose hit her face, and Feng Jiuer reacted suddenly and stood up.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, it's getting late, how about you take a bath and rest early?"
"Yes." Di Wuya nodded, his eyes not leaving Feng Jiuer's face.
Feng Jiuer ignored him, turned around, and trotted away.
A handsome man is really a disaster. Before just now, Feng Jiuer had not thought that this guy was the prince and would be the emperor in the future.
There were several women who married the emperor who were happy. Feng Jiuer couldn't think of any of them for a moment, and it seemed that there really weren't any.
Now, can she still back down?
Feng Jiuer came to the palace door, opened it, and stuck out her head.
"Yu Dada, prepare the bathing water, hurry up!"
"Okay." Yu Jingfeng nodded, turned around and disappeared like the wind.
Looking at the direction he was leaving, Feng Jiuer remembered that she had just asked him to hurry up.
No wonder Yu Dada looked at him so differently, he must have thought wrongly.
Looking up at the sky outside, Feng Jiuer turned around and walked back slowly.
Emperor, Queen, does she really want to be the Queen? It seems, she doesn’t really want to!
She doesn't want to be a queen but wants to marry him. What on earth is she thinking?
Seeing the little girl come back half-heartedly, Di Wuya stood up and stepped forward to greet her.
"What's wrong?" He stretched out his long arms and wrapped her under his robe.
Feng Jiuer raised her head and looked at the man in front of her: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I suddenly don't want to be the queen, what should I do?"
"Why?" Di Wuya lightly frowned and asked.
Feng Jiuer muttered with pink lips and shook her head: "I don't know."
Gently pushing the man away, she walked towards the side room inside.
"Anyway, I can't think of any queen who is happy."
"What about the mother's love for the world, what about glory and wealth? In the end, you don't have to share a man with other women?"
This concubine cannot do such a difficult thing!
Feng Jiuer went into the wing room to pack Emperor Wuya's clothes.
Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to take a bath, and with her here, there was no way he wouldn't need her to take care of him.
Moreover, she doesn't want anyone else to serve her man now, not even a man.
Di Wuya followed Feng Jiuer into the side room and walked up behind her.
"You don't believe in my promise?" The person who was not trusted felt a little disappointed.
Feng Jiuer packed up a set of clothes and turned back to look at God with boundless eyes.
Finally, she sighed lightly and walked behind the screen.
"We are so happy today, let's not talk about these unhappy things." Anyway, she said, he wouldn't understand.
Does she want to explain that after studying history for so many years, she has never met an emperor who only chooses one person in his life?
When Feng Jiuer was in school, she had the worst grades in history, or maybe she just didn't remember it.
Soon, there was a knock on the door outside. Feng Jiuer turned around and walked a few steps outside.
"Come in."
After getting her approval, Yu Jingfeng opened the door and walked in with his servants.
The servant who took the lead moved a large bathtub, and some servants went inside and moved out the slightly smaller bathtub.
Immediately afterwards, the servants brought in buckets of bath soup, and the scene should not be underestimated.
Yu Jingfeng appeared in front of Feng Jiuer holding a basket of rose petals.
Feng Jiuer looked at him and then at the basket of rose petals he was holding. She couldn't help covering her lips and coughed lightly.
Yu Jingfeng gave Feng Jiu'er a smile and looked up at Di Wuya behind her.
"Your Majesty, my brother brought you the bathtub in your wing. Didn't you say that you don't have to... get used to it?"
When Feng Jiuer looked back, she clearly saw Di Wuya's uninformed expression. However, looking at his magic, he seemed quite satisfied with Yu Jingfeng's arrangement.
Di Wuya lowered his eyes and glanced at his girl, then hugged her and walked inside.
