"Ying Yi, what should I do with this child? Should I keep it?"
After uttering these words, Ying Yi immediately knelt on one knee with her head lowered, not daring to speak.
Even though Ying Yi had grown up alongside His Majesty since childhood, and their relationship was more kin-like than that of a subordinate,
at this time, Ying Yi also knew that she could not speak recklessly, nor did she dare to.
After all, Ying Yi was aware of her own status and would always consciously keep herself in the right place.
Seeing Ying Yi's behavior, the young Emperor couldn't help but smile wryly and shake his head:
"You needn't be so formal with me.
My father passed away early, and in this world, you are my only kin.
Of course, now there are two more, one is that rascal, and the other is the child in my belly.
Haha, it's funny to think we not only grew up together like sisters, but also we were together deceived by that rascal…"
