Rebirth of the Strongest Empress

Mu Su was slightly taken aback. He knew Han Cangming was asking about Ye Qingtang.

“Lady Ye has already returned. Your Highness, why didn’t you talk more to Lady Ye just now?” Mu Su inquired. Do you still want her to have a baby with you!

“Already talked,” Han Cangming said.

“…” Mu Su wished he could hit his head to death against Han Cangming’s leg.

That was considered talking?

Mu Su was filled with bitter tears.

According to Han Cangming’s usual character, he indeed said quite a lot to Ye Qingtang today. Furthermore, he answered Ye Qingtang’s questions without hesitation. If it was to another person, it would be nothing but a dream to get a few words from the Palace Lord of the Antiquity Palace.

A sentence was impossible, much less a word.

Perhaps to Han Cangming, this was already an obvious “intimacy”.

However…

“Your Highness. If you really want Lady Ye to have a child with you, I’m afraid it’s not possible like this.” Mu Su said cautiously.

Han Cangming’s nice brows furrowed slightly.

“What to do then?”

What to do? Mu Su was a little stunned. Courtship and romance were normal for ordinary people but…

Looking at the “unwelcoming” handsome face of his highness, Mu Su really could not picture Han Cangming saying words of love.

Just the thought of it brought goosebumps.

“Uh… If Your Highness really isn’t good with words, you can also gift things. All girls should like it?” Mu Su suggested difficultly.

Han Cangming looked down as he thought.

When Ye Qingtang returned to the Ye residence, Ye Ling and the Second Elder had already cleared the Great Elder’s corpse. Other than the three of them, there would definitely not be a fourth person who would know about the Great Elder’s death.

“Tang Tang, come with me for a while.” Ye Ling had not slept and sat in the hall silently as though he was especially waiting for Ye Qingtang to return.

“Yes, father.” Ye Qingtang nodded and followed Ye Ling into his study room.

In the study room, the candlelight was slightly bright. After having Ye Qingtang take a seat, Ye Ling turned around and took out a beautiful box of the size of a palm from a hidden case in the room. He placed the box in front of Ye Qingtang, motioning her to open it.

After opening the box, she saw an exquisite and small jade pendant lying quietly in the box. In the candlelight, the jade pendant radiated elegance and looked exceptionally beautiful.

“This is?” Ye Qingtang looked up at Ye Ling with doubts.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and looked complexly at the daughter he had single-handedly raised up.

“Tang Tang, it’s time you know about some things.”

Ye Qingtang was a little shocked as she faintly felt that Ye Ling must have something important to tell her.

Looking at the jade pendant in the box, Ye Ling said, “When I was young, I was infatuated with practicing martial arts. Your mother and I fell in love with each other and got married. Soon after, I took over the Ye family from your grandfather. When your grandfather handed the Ye family over to me, I was still wandering outside with your mother. When I received the news and returned, your mother was pregnant. However, the baby in her womb died prematurely on the way back due to the tiring journey. God took pity on us and actually let us pick up an infant halfway back…”

At that point, Ye Ling’s paused a while.

A strange feeling emerged within Ye Qingtang.

Ye Ling only had one daughter, her. But Ye Ling said his child died before birth and that he picked up a child on the way back.