Mo Shu chuckled lightly, "So I'm not dead yet, huh?"
Luo Changfeng was momentarily bewildered, "What do you mean?"
Ji Nan happened to be carrying Little Honey Pot out and said, "Princess, the little master is hungry."
Little Honey Pot flailed his tiny legs, his eyes moist and pitiful.
Mo Shu naturally took him in her arms, "Give him to me."
Luo Changfeng and Xuanyuan Yichuan's emotions grew more complicated instantly. Luo Changfeng asked, "Princess, is this truly your child?"
Mo Shu: "Yes, my biological child," she paused and added, "They're twins."
Xuanyuan Yichuan had been holding onto a thread of hope, but this thread was shattered now.
Luo Changfeng glanced at Xuanyuan Yichuan, whose face had turned a shade paler, hesitated and said, "And your engagement with Yichuan..."
"The engagement is merely jest from the elders," Mo Shu replied calmly, "Young Master, it is better not to waste your affections on me."
