Chu Qianli could imagine, with Hu Rong, the last bloodline of Prince Ye in her arms, how she had once endured humiliation for survival to secure a chance for a current Prince Xuan.
She must utterly despise Feng Bufan!
But she had no choice.
During the time Feng Bufan imprisoned her, Fen Jinghua discovered she was pregnant. How could she bear to die?
After all, that was Prince Ye's only child.
After becoming Hua Rong, she wanted to see her son grow up and protect him, so she couldn't afford to die even more.
"Then, Fourteenth Lord..." Chu Qianli looked up at Feng Yexuan.
"He is my mother's and Emperor Jing's son." Feng Yexuan closed his eyes, slowly adjusting his breath.
"Perhaps the most innocent is Jinrui. He doesn't understand anything, but he knows that his own mother returned, and he... he was really happy and wanted to properly serve his own mother."
"But your mother... must really dislike... Jinrui, right?" Chu Qianli's heart felt sour.
