The awkward smile on Prince Jing's face vanished instantly, replaced by an angry glare, "Qin Jiu..."
But Ye Jiu was not afraid at all and instead gently stroked her belly with her hand, "Perhaps, at this moment, your grandson is already in my belly!"
Thud!
It was the sound of Prince Jing losing his balance and falling onto the ground.
Ye Jiu stared in shock, quickly bending down to help him up, "Father, you're a grown man, surely not?"
He even fell on his backside, was it that shocking?
After Prince Jing sat back up, he pulled his arm away from Ye Jiu's hand, "Xiaojiu, this is not something to joke about. Tell me the truth, you..."
"I am telling the truth!" Ye Jiu didn't hesitate.
She knew that neither the old Emperor nor Prince Jing would ever agree to her marrying Sikong Mo.
