"In the Queen's eyes, there's only her nation. How could she possibly concern herself with continuing the Gong Family lineage? Our Gong Family has always been sparse in numbers. I have only one son, Gong Ting, and this vast family estate, whom should it be passed down to in the future? Every time I think of this, I worry so much that I can't sleep," Old Master Gong said melancholically.
Yhan Xi was a clever woman, perceptive and intuitive. She had a feeling that Old Master Gong invited her over today for reasons more complex than just having a meal.
She recalled the scandal she saw last night and wondered if perhaps Old Master Gong was worried about that matter.
She laughed, "Uncle Gong, Gong Ting is still young, and besides, he and the Queen haven't had the grand wedding yet. Maybe after the wedding, that'll quickly lead to pregnancy and children, and then the Gong Family can flourish."
