Chapter 717 Give Me The Child
The white sable fur she wore was in stark contrast to Rong'er's bright red, one was cold and arrogant, the other hot.

When Rong'er saw her, she no longer saluted gracefully, but stepped forward and said kindly: "Is there anything my sister can do with me?"

Glancing at the people in the hall, Huan Ting ordered: "You all go out first."

"Yes." Four or five maidservants hurriedly retreated after hearing this. 
The stove in the hall made a loud bang, Huan Ting glanced at it, got up and walked to the edge of the stove, took the iron tongs and stirred it gently, the charcoal fire immediately emitted a little red sparks, "If one day, Fei wants to follow What will you do if you see this furnace burning like coals?"
Rong'er said quietly: "I will advance and retreat with him."
Huanting put down the iron tongs in her hand, turned to look at her, and said seriously: "But what if you can save him from death?"
Hearing the implication of her words, Rong'er understood that she was afraid that she was going to negotiate terms with herself. "Then tell me, how can we save him from death?" 
Huanting lowered her head and stared at her lower abdomen, "Give me your child in nine months." After speaking, her eyes turned from bottom to top, looking directly into her eyes. 
Rong'er was stunned, she never expected that Huan Ting had her eyes on her child this time, "You want me to promise to use the child in exchange for Ruofei's life?"
Huan Ting nodded without hesitation, "I can let you stay in the palace, or I can let you know about Fei, but you must stay in Zhaoyang Palace and wait until the baby is successfully delivered before going out."
She spoke confidently, and approached Rong'er, "This request shouldn't be difficult to fulfill, right? If Fei is here, you can have another child, but if Fei is gone, you will lose more than just a little bit."
What a miserable life it would be for a weak woman without her husband by her side.Huanting believes that she will make a rational choice.
Rong'er suddenly laughed softly, looked at her lower abdomen, and asked in a low voice: "You're not pregnant at all, right?" Otherwise, how could she rush to find herself, and the condition she wanted to talk about was a child?
Her child is hers after all, there is no reason for Huan Ting to raise a child of a rival in love, so Huan Ting must have lied.

(End of this chapter)

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