Leng Feiran said angrily.
Lin Qingyu could only comfort her, saying, "Qingling has inherited Peach Blossom Water Maiden's lineage, so naturally she wants to see how her successor is doing."
"I don't care, I'm the Emperor now!"
Leng Feiran stepped into the room.
Then they saw a stunningly handsome young man sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat with his eyes closed.
Leng Feiran coughed deliberately.
"Cough cough!"
Yue Qingling opened his eyes, looked at Leng Feiran, and smiled slightly, "Feiran, is something the matter?"
"Oh, so you dare call me that now? Who's the empress here?"
Leng Feiran walked over, sat directly in his lap, hugged his neck, and began to sneer.
Yue Qingling whispered, "You are the Empress."
"Hehe, so which of us is the Moon Lord?"
"You are the Moon Lord."
Leng Feiran's mood immediately improved. She reached out a finger and lifted Yue Qingling's chin, jokingly saying, "Then... Little Channu, shouldn't you do your homework?"
Yue Qingling sighed helplessly, and he had no choice but to get up with Leng Feiran in his arms.
"Qingling, can't you put in a little effort this time?"
Leng Feiran, nestled in his arms, suddenly spoke earnestly.
"Am I not putting my heart into it? How could I dare not put my heart into it now?"
Yue Qingling gave a wry smile.
"Hmph, you've been really keen on Yue Wuyan. Now her belly is showing. I'm warning you, if I'm not pregnant when Qingyu gives birth, then Qingyu's child will be mine!"
Leng Feiran threatened.
Yue Qingling shook her head helplessly.
Alright, in order not to upset Lin Qingyu, I'll just have to be serious!
...
The End.
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