<h4>Chapter 1122: Have a Son Next Year</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    Startled, Feng Qingtian got up from the couch and hugged her. “I’m here, I’m here.”


    “What use are you? I want my son.” Gu Bailu was truly heartbroken.


    She didn’t know if her son woulde back after this. She felt helpless.


    When she first transmigrated here, she didn’t even have a spirit root and didn’t know where her enemy was hiding. No matter how she had been bullied, she had never felt as helpless as she did now.


    “Alright, alright. If you want a son, I’ll give you a son.” Feng Qingtian could only coax her.


    Just as his son had said, everyone had their own mission. His son had gone toplete his.


    Gu Bailu stopped crying and looked at him expectantly. “Can you really give me my son? Can you really bring him back?”


    “If we work hard now, our son will definitely be back next year.” Feng Qingtian kissed her forehead.


    “How?” Gu Bailu’s face lit up. She wiped her tears. As long as she could get her son back, she would work hard.


    Feng Qingtian whispered in her ear, “Let’s have another baby.”


    Gu Bailu was speechless.


    <i>I really want to kill you!</i>


    Feng Qingtian’sfort did nothing to lift Gu Bailu’s bad mood. Even if she had another baby, it wouldn’t be this one.


    Gu Bailu was depressed, and Bu Yaolian and Mo Qian’er came tofort her.


    Even Su Shenfan put in his two cents. “Why don’t we go to Heavenly Pce Cliff? It’s not like we can’t.”


    Feng Qingtian nced at him coldly.


    If they could go to Heavenly Pce Cliff, they would have done so long ago.


    If they went, it would be even worse. Now, only distance separated them. If they went, they would be parted by death.


    As long as there was life, there was always hope. Gu Bailu knew that, so she didn’t force it.


    She hated the rules of Heavenly Pce Cliff.


    At night, Feng Qingtianforted her in a low voice. “When our son takes control, it might be possible to break the rules. As long as we’re alive, there’s always hope.”


    “I know. I just can’t bear to let my son face these things alone, and we can’t do anything.”


    “Why can’t we do anything? We can give our son lots of brothers and sisters...”


    Gu Bailu wasn’t interested in that at all. She missed her son.


    Feng Qingtian didn’t force her. Some things could only be left to time.


    Seeing that there was no need to go to Heavenly Pce Cliff, Lu Fenying left with Mo Qian’er and Crown Prince Lu.


    Crown Prince Lu even cried until he was out of breath.


    Mo Qian’er patted his back gently. “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Good baby, we won’t leave. We’ll stay here and wait for Crown Prince Feng toe back.”


    “Mo Qian’er, don’t push your luck. A country can’t be without a ruler,” Lu Fenying said coldly.


    “Look at our son. How can we leave? He doesn’t want to go.”


    “We have to leave even if he doesn’t want to. It’s not up to him.” Lu Fenying’s expression was merciless.


    Mo Qian’er looked at him hatefully. “He’s your flesh and blood. Can you really watch him cry until something happens to him?”


    “It’s all your fault for spoiling him. He’s going to inherit the throne in the future. How can we let him be so willful?” Lu Fenying snatched Crown Prince Lu from Mo Qian’er’s arms, and a warning shed in his narrow eyes. “Try crying again?”