The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

If he didn't like someone like A Yuan, it would be absolutely impossible for Yang Yuheng to climb into A Yuan's bed with his little trick of pretending to be pitiful.

However, Lu Jiuqing didn't want to tell Yang Yuheng this.

Let Yang Yuheng maintain a sense of crisis so that he can treat A Yuan wholeheartedly.

After talking about Chen Yuan, Yang Yuheng inevitably asked about Lu Jiuqing's experience in the past two years.

Lu Jiuqing thought about it and felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said directly: "I didn't do anything. I just gave birth to a child and spent the rest of the time recuperating from illness."

Yang Yuheng was drinking tea. After hearing Lu Jiuqing's words, he spat out a mouthful of tea and looked extremely shocked.

"What happened?"

Yang Yuheng opened his mouth and knocked his upper and lower teeth together, almost biting his own tongue.

Lu Jiuqing glanced at him: "Why are you so shocked?"

Yang Yuheng: "..."

Shouldn't he be shocked?

Lu Jiuqing: "Is it a shock to have a baby?"

Yang Yuheng swallowed, and the long-dead memories suddenly surged up: He remembered that when Feng Yulou was drunk, the present His Majesty, who was still the Ninth Prince, broke in and took Lu Jiuqing away openly...

Yang Yuheng's eyelids jumped wildly, his mouth opened, and he asked in a very weak voice: "The child...can't be your Majesty's, right?"

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Lu Jiuqing just looked at Yang Yuheng and said nothing.

The two looked at each other quietly for a long time, and Yang Yuheng understood in his heart. His legs went weak, and he slid to the ground without sitting firmly. The chair was also pushed over by him. For a moment, Ding Ling was thinking wildly, and she was a little confused.

The corner of Lu Jiuqing's mouth twitched, and he watched Yang Yuheng slowly get up from the ground, struggling to sit on the chair, and muttered: "Let me slow down, let me slow down..."

Lu Jiuqing didn't bother him, and very kindly poured a cup of tea for Yang Yuheng.

Yang Yuheng finally calmed down after drinking a cup of tea.

He took a deep breath and looked at Lu Jiuqing: "So, the little Highness who is favored in the palace but whose biological mother is unknown, was born to you?"

Lu Jiuqing: "If you are talking about Mo Chengning, I gave birth to him."

Although he was prepared in his heart, Yang Yuheng couldn't help but his eyelids twitched wildly.

"No wonder...no wonder A Yuan often visits the little prince in the palace and dotes on him in every possible way. He turns out to be your child."

Yang Yuheng rubbed his eyebrows and whispered: "I thought A Yuan liked children, and was planning to have one for her to play with..."

The corner of Lu Jiuqing's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think, are you using your future child as a tool to please your wife?

Yang Yuheng didn't seem to think anything was wrong.

He looked up at Lu Jiuqing for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back. He stretched out his hand and gave Lu Jiuqing a thumbs up: "Awesome."

Your Majesty is now a feared tyrant. Three years after he ascended the throne, his harem is empty. There are even rumors that this Emperor has some special hobbies and is not close to women.

Who would have thought that Lu Jiuqing would have given birth to a child for the emperor long ago without saying anything?

This friend of his is really powerful. There are really not many women who can defeat a tyrant like Mo Xiao.

Lu Jiuqing looked at Yang Yuheng for a while and said leisurely: "I'm not sure at the moment whether you are praising me or hurting me."

Yang Yuheng said quickly: "I praise you, of course I am praising you."