The last sentence landed with finality, calm and decisive, leaving Jiayi without a rebuttal, yet she still sniffled, "But—"
He softened his tone, his penetrating gaze fixing on her face, "Of course I will have a child with you, but not as a lifesaving remedy for Zaizai. You are not in the right emotional state now, let's talk about it later."
Lifesaving remedy?
She suddenly felt somewhat ashamed by his words.
If they really had a second child, it would be her own flesh and blood, just like Zaizai...
If that child knew they were born only as a safety measure for their brother, they surely wouldn't be happy about it either.
Seeing her daydreaming, Huo Zhenyang had already dimmed the light, returned to her, bent down, and drew her into his embrace, tucking her into the blankets.
His large hand circled her soft waist from behind, the warm strength gradually penetrating through her thin nightgown, reaching her slightly cool skin, which calmed her a great deal.
