Feng Wuhui, Tian Ya II

Feng Ruqing frowned. "You know about embryos?"

"Mother, don't forget that we also came into this world with you, so I'll naturally know."

"Oh..." She pouted. "So when can I give birth to this thing? I can't let her keep affecting my cultivation."

Fu Chen paused and looked somewhat sympathetically at the child in Feng Ruqing's belly.

Hopefully... The one inside her womb was a girl.

If it were a boy, he would probably be beaten up by his mother when he was born, maybe even abandoned.

His mother had always been soft on girls, and her warmth was something a boy could never enjoy.

"Mother..." Little Qing Han looked serious. "What's in Mother's belly isn't a thing. She's a little sister! Mother has used the wrong word. How could Mother call her a thing?"

Feng Ruqing stroked her chin. "How do you know it will be a little sister? Not a hairy boy?"

Fu Chen sighed.