Upon hearing Wanyan Jie's words, Wanyan Kang jokingly piped in from the side, "Emperor, he's waiting for you! All you have to say is 'little brother, come out and play with me', and the baby in your sister-in-law's belly will come out!"
"Really?" Wanyan Jie, after all, was just six or seven years old and easily believed Wanyan Kang's words, "Little brother, come out and play with me! I have lots and lots of toys, and I will share them all with you!"
Whether or not these words had an effect, Feng Qiqi's belly suddenly started to twitch.
"Oh!" Feng Qiqi clutched Feng Cang's hand and cried out. Her discordant voice, during this otherwise harmonious New Year's Eve dinner, stood out wildly. Upon hearing this sound, everyone who had been chatting and laughing came to a stop.
"What's wrong, Qingqing?" Feng Cang, holding Feng Qiqi's hand, looked at her painful expression and felt a jolt of alarm in his heart, "Are you about to give birth?"
