"Today, did Consort Mother call you away to talk about this?" Ye Chen said with embarrassment.
"Yes." Fairy Qinglan said. "Mother-in-law said that since you are about to become the King, it's embarrassing to have no children under your knee. She wants me to work harder and give you a son."
"How can it be that easy?"
When it came to having a son, Ye Chen truly felt powerless.
The heavenly palace's harem was filled with Emperor's concubines, every day someone received Ye Chen's favor, yet no one showed any signs of pregnancy.
Ye Chen had cultivated to a level where he could perceive everything in detail, knowing his own situation—there was nothing wrong with him!
As for those women, they were all in good health, with no issues… But despite their nights of revelry, they could not conceive a child. Who could they complain to about this?
