Feng Yun was in a daze.
It seemed like a moment had passed, or perhaps a long time, before she heard Xiao Cheng speak in a cold voice:
"Today's matter ends here. If any rumors about this warship escape, everyone present, without exception, will be executed along with their entire family!"
"Your Majesty..."
The dream suddenly came to an end at that moment.
Feng Yun heard a cry of alarm from outside the cabin.
"Princely Heir, please wait while I go report to the lady..."
Princely Heir, lady?
Feng Yun was startled awake by the voice, her mind confused for a moment.
Two different Feng Yuns coexisted in the same cramped space; one Feng Yun with tears in her eyes, foolishly looking at Xiao Cheng, muttering uninterruptedly, pleading:
"Don't harm my child..."
"I beg you, I need him, I need my child..."
"I have nothing left, Your Majesty, I need this child, I need my child..."