“So it is because I married Feng Miyin that you’re still angry with me, isn’t it?” Meng Xi could hear the sharpness in her tone and chuckled. As the most handsome man in Gengliu Kingdom, his smile could easily make a room full of women swoon—but unfortunately, the woman before him was far from ordinary.
Fengguang was too preoccupied with her matters to bother with pleasantries today. She didn’t even bother faking politeness and said coldly, “Whether or not you marry Feng Miyin has nothing to do with me. Don’t flatter yourself.”
“Fengguang, I understand why you’re upset, but you have to know… you’re the only one I’ve ever truly liked.” When he said this, Meng Xi carried himself with the air of a magnanimous man indulging a difficult lover.
Fengguang let out a cold laugh. “Prince Luo, what’s the point of this act? Don’t think I don’t see what’s going on. You’ve already started developing feelings for Feng Miyin, haven’t you? And now here you are, still claiming you like me—don’t you find that disgusting?”
“I have no feelings for her…”
“Spare me the excuses. Can you say that during all this time you’ve spent with Feng Miyin, you haven’t been drawn to her, simply because she’s different from other women?”
He replied, “It’s just temporary interest.”
“But that interest is still enough to make you fall for her. Let me guess, Prince Luo—right now you’re probably questioning your feelings for me, wondering if maybe what you have with Feng Miyin is love, and what you felt for me was more like brotherly affection. But I already have a brother—I don’t need another one.”
“Fengguang…” Meng Xi said helplessly, “Even if you’re angry with me, must you say such things just to hurt me?”
“Hurt you?” She laughed bitterly. “Wow. So you still don’t realize how you feel about Feng Miyin, do you? Fine. What if I told you… Feng Miyin is pregnant with your child?”
Meng Xi froze. Then, he gave a soft chuckle, charming as ever. “You must be joking. I didn’t even know her before our political marriage. How could she be pregnant with my child?”
Fengguang smiled sweetly. “Six years ago, didn’t Your Highness visit Liubi Kingdom? You even spent a night in a brothel, didn’t you? Have you forgotten?”
Meng Xi only had to think for a second before his expression completely changed.
So he did remember that night.
She continued with a smile, “And as luck would have it, Feng Miyin was also at that brothel that night, drunk. She ended up spending the night with a stranger. A month later, she realized she was pregnant. And a few months after that, she gave birth to a son… named Feng Liu.”
“That night… it was her?” Meng Xi murmured, clearly in disbelief.
“I’m just guessing here,” Fengguang said with a malicious grin, “but I bet that little boy, Feng Liu, looks exactly like you, Prince Luo. You know how it is in romance novels—any child born to the heroine always looks like a mini version of the male lead. One look at the kid, and people on the street know who the father is. No DNA test needed—those bright, shining eyes say it all.”
For a moment, Meng Xi seemed completely lost. Anyone would be, after hearing they might have a child they never knew about. After a long pause, he finally asked, “How do you know all of this, Fengguang?”
“How I know isn’t your concern. If you’re not sure, why don’t you go ask Feng Miyin yourself—see if what she says matches what I’ve told you.” Her voice turned cold again. “Then, maybe you’ll finally stop coming to me.”
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