Could There be Some Regret

Although he knew what was going on, Feng Qingying did not say anything more. He turned around and left the room.

By this side, the child in Feng Qingyun's womb was already born. It was a little prince, and because he was too young, he just cried twice before he died.

Feng Qingyun fainted as the palace maids quietly carried the child away.

On the other hand, when Xiao Chengyan took a look and saw that the child was only the size of a palm and completely red, his heart was in pain.

"Your majesty, chenqie went to the main hall to take a closer look. There are peanuts and corn kernels in the corner, and they're not far from the main barrel. Someone must have put them there on purpose to attract the attention of the rats, and there are still grease stains on the ground."

Feng Qingying calmly reported these matters to Xiao Chengyan.