If Feng Ying were with child, the Emperor would no longer force them back to the capital, and his face would have looked much better. Moreover, if Feng Ying were with child, she would be the nailed-on Empress, no longer that awkward "Madame Feng".
Xiao Rong was wholeheartedly planning for Feng Ying.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng said nonchalantly, "She won't be with child."
Feng Ying's face turned pale as she looked down.
But Xiao Rong was completely baffled, "What are you talking about, Imperial Brother? You're not a woman, how could you know..."
Seeing Feng Ying bite her lip and look down, full of grievance, Xiao Rong realized something and her eyes widened with understanding.
"Imperial Brother, are you bullying Aying again?"
Xiao Cheng frowned, "That's none of your concern."
Xiao Rong huffed petulantly, "Could it be that you truly intend to bring that little fox back and make her Empress, letting Aying be the consort?"
"Arong."
