Mu Lige's eyes moistened, his voice choking slightly. "There are three kinds of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no descendants." From the moment he chose to become a man in a country where women reign supreme, he feared he would never again hold that position.
The reason he persisted was simply for revenge. He, Su Mulige, could abandon his position of power, could abandon the entire world, but he couldn't let his parents' legacy be cut short. Otherwise, in his final resting place, he would be too ashamed to see his father and mother again.
"Qingqing, can one of our children in the future... have my last name?"
Hua Qingcheng had never thought that this was the thing that broke her brother's heart. Hua Qingcheng put the back of his hand to her lips and kissed it, then put his palm on her face.
"Brother Li, forget about letting a child take your surname..."
Well, maybe his request was a bit excessive. After all, in Laifeng Country, women were respected, and children, regardless of gender, belonged to the woman's family. Although Mu Lige was disappointed, he could understand. His eyes, which had once only been filled with stars, now uncontrollably shed two lines of tears, filled with grief and deep regret towards his parents.
Hua Qingcheng saw that Mu Lige had let go of her hand before she finished speaking, so she turned around, hugged the heartbroken man in her arms, and gently kissed away the tears on his face.
"Brother Li, I don't have a throne to inherit. I wouldn't mind if all my children took your surname, let alone just one. If you like, even if I take your surname, that's fine too."
Mu Lige, who was originally feeling sad, suddenly heard Hua Qingcheng's words. He felt warm in his heart, but also a little amused. He raised his hand and gently scratched her nose.
"Don't talk nonsense. Dad has always been looking forward to holding a big fat granddaughter. I am already very satisfied to have a child with my surname."
Seeing Mu Lige's improved mood, Hua Qingcheng raised the corner of her mouth slightly, scanned his body, then hugged his neck again, leaned close to his ear and whispered:
"Brother Li, as long as you can have children, I have no objection to how many you want. As for Dad, he's still young. If he really likes children, at worst, I can ask Sanlang to prescribe him a tonic. Then he can give us a big fat sister next year..."
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