"Consort Mother, get me a bowl of abortifacient, and keep it strictly secret." Princess Fengyang's whole body felt cold, and a wave of nausea rose within her.
"My child, it will ruin your health—"
"Consort Mother, a bloodline as lowly as his does not deserve to have a child. I am no saint; I simply cannot muster that kind of magnanimity." Princess Fengyang smiled, lowered her head, and leaned close to him.
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