Gao Qingqing's eyebrows shot up when she heard this, and she grabbed a handful of the soft flesh around his waist, gritting her teeth:
"Li Xuanli, what do you mean by that? Are you saying I can't have children?"
Li Xuanli was taken aback, immediately realizing his slip of the tongue, and didn't dare to resist with his power, pleading continuously:
"Madam, I was wrong—it was a slip of the tongue, a pure slip of the tongue."
"I think you've just spoken your true thoughts!"
"Madam, how could you say that? I could never get enough of my own children. To me, those three are outstanding, incomparable to anyone!"
"Hmph!"
...
Within Shuihua Courtyard.
Upon learning the news from the steward, Liu Yue Rong's face turned pale, and she nearly lost her balance.
How could this be?
Only fourteen years old, and he's being made a count?
Even if he did save the entire city's populace, it shouldn't mean skipping directly over the rank of knight and baronet!
