Chapter 1550: Bai Zhi’er, I Think I Can’t Move On

Feng Fuce was taken aback.

He nodded gently, "Okay."

Bai Zhi’er then placed his hand on her abdomen.

The Demon Fetus was still small, its presence not very noticeable.

Feng Fuce felt for a long time, and finally, beneath the palm of his hand, through the fabric and her body, he could detect a faint rhythm of life.

This was his child, Bai Zhi’er’s flesh and blood for him.

At that moment, for some reason, Feng Fuce nearly knelt on the footstool, sensing the presence of the Demon Fetus. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already red and damp.

Bai Zhi’er saw his smile retract, and she silently withdrew her hand.

Feng Fuce sat beside her.

"At this point, there are some things we should openly discuss." He initiated the conversation.

Bai Zhi’er nodded softly.

She initially thought Feng Fuce would continue to question why she refused to reveal the reason for having the child.

But unexpectedly, Feng Fuce began with: "I’m sorry."

Bai Zhi’er was startled, and they locked eyes.

In his eyes, she only saw deep regret.

"I admit, I intentionally kept you in the Demon Palace, imprisoned you, tormented you, as a means of venting revenge. But I couldn’t be more ruthless. As long as you were by my side, I couldn’t keep calm, nor could I convince myself to fully hate you."

"I often wondered why you terminated things so decisively. Maybe it was truly because I wasn’t good enough. I hate myself even more, knowing I should despise you, yet still, hearing your news, one word from you, one look of yours, all the defenses and indifference I set up crumbled in an instant."

"Bai Zhi’er, I think I can’t move on. I’m so in love with you that, whatever condition you bring up now, I’m willing to give in, as long as you’re willing to stay by my side. Until today, I always thought that in this relationship, only I was wholeheartedly committed."

He held Bai Zhi’er’s hand: "But when I knew you were willing to put so much effort into raising our child, enduring suffering without complaint."

"I dared to speculate, maybe, I mean maybe, you once loved me too, didn’t you? This child, are you willing to keep it not out of pity for me, but because you love me, right?"

Feng Fuce looked at Bai Zhi’er, his eyes once again filled with yearning.

He longed to receive a response from his beloved.

Bai Zhi’er was about to speak, but suddenly he covered her mouth.

"You don’t need to answer." He lowered his head slightly, "Though hearing heartless words from you has become habitual, this time I don’t want to hear them. If you intend to deny it, then don’t say anything."

Bai Zhi’er slowly removed his hand.

She hesitated for a long time, but finally spoke her true feelings.

"You were not wrong in guessing just now. I’m willing to keep the child because it’s your flesh and blood, I want to preserve a connection to our emotions, and I love you too."

Feng Fuce gasped deeply as if a hand had just gripped his heart, but after hearing Bai Zhi’er’s response, he was relieved!

In the next instant, Bai Zhi’er was tightly embraced by him.

"We’ll get married tomorrow, no, I’ll order them to prepare now, we’ll marry, whether you want to be the Heavenly Dao or the Demon Queen, it’s up to you."

Feng Fuce was almost overwhelmed with joy, repeatedly kissing Bai Zhi’er’s hair.

"I’ll stay with you, raise the child together, whatever you want to do, I’ll be with you."

However, this time Bai Zhi’er remained silent.

Feng Fuce released her with concern: "What, do you still have concerns?"