Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

"Don't talk nonsense. I am the kindest person and will never bully children. As long as Xiaoqian respects me, I will naturally be kind to him."

As long as the little brat obediently gives up the position of heir, she can still let him live.

Otherwise, the day her child is born will be the day he dies.

It's strange that An Qi believed her. Sima Zhao's heart was known to everyone.

Her ambition is written all over her face.

Xiao Song Guo wrinkled his nose at her, "Then will your child compete with Xiao Qian for the position of heir?"

A sinister cold light flashed through Yi Jing's eyes, "I follow Jun Yan's arrangements. He has the final say on who will be the heir, and it is not something I can control."

If all those wild bastards died, Lu Junyan would have no choice but to have his son.

All she had to do was leave him no choice.

Little Pinecone shrugged, "Anyway, you still have a sister in your belly, so you can't be an heir."

"He's a younger brother, not a younger sister." Yi Jing immediately retorted.

"Why do you want a younger brother so much? Don't you want a younger sister?" Little Pinecone asked deliberately.

"Because your fourth uncle hopes that I can have a boy." Yi Jing squeezed out each word through her teeth.

This little brat is simply too annoying. None of An Qi's children are good things, they are all disgusting evil ones.

Xiao Songguo made a face at her, "That's weird. Fourth uncle said that Xiao Qian is enough for him. The other brothers are redundant. He doesn't want any of them."

He said with a sly smile on his lips, "By the way, my fourth uncle also said that if you give birth to a younger brother, he will be called Lu Duduo."

Shangguan Xiaotian laughed loudly beside him: "Lu Duduo, Lu Duduo, hahahaha..."

Yi Jing almost fell to the ground and vomited blood and died, and smoke was coming out of her hair.

"An Qi, take care of your child. If he dares to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lu Haochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was filled with murderous intent and extremely cold, "If you dare to touch a hair on my son's head, I will make you infertile for the rest of your life."

Yi Jing shivered with excitement.

She didn't want to be Lu Haochen's enemy. Offending him and having another enemy in the Lu family would do her no good.

"This child is neither old nor young, and she speaks freely. I am also an elder after all. She should learn how to respect me."

Little Pinecone stuck out her tongue mockingly, "You are the mistress who ruined the marriage between my mommy and my fourth uncle. Why should I respect you? Besides, this was said by my fourth uncle himself. If you don't believe me, ask him."

Shangguan Xiaotian quickly nodded beside him, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, my cousin said it, and I heard it too."

As expected of a master and a disciple, they sing and harmonize, and they have a tacit understanding.

Not far away, Lu Junyan held his forehead, dumbfounded.

Little Pinecone is really a little person, a small person but a big devil, and he will die even if he doesn't say anything surprising.

However, the name Lu Duduo is indeed creative.

Yi Jing even wanted to die. Her child was the future prince of the Lu family, how could it be unnecessary?

When Lu Junyan only has her son as her only child, she will treat him as a treasure and not think of him as redundant.

"Little Pinecone, you know how to lie at such a young age. If a child lies, he will be struck by thunder if he goes out. You should be careful and don't go out on rainy days in the future."

Little Pinecone kept making faces at her, "I'm not afraid. You have done so many bad things. If there really was a thunder god, you would have been hacked to death long ago."

Although he is small, his poisonous tongue skills are at full level.

Shangguan Xiaotian kept nodding, "Little Pinecone is so cute and everyone likes him. Only Thunder Lord... can't hit him. He can only... hit you, a follower."

Yi Jing was so angry that her face turned blue and she was suffering from severe lack of blood.

The little bastard will definitely die prematurely.

If he dares to provoke her again, he will be poisoned until he becomes dumb and dumb. He will never be able to speak for the rest of his life.