C1773 The Harem Cannot be Without a Heir for a Day

Feng Tiange had been unusually sleepy lately, and after exchanging just a few words with Rong Qi, she would drift off into a deep slumber. Rong Qi gently extinguished the candle on the table. Moonlight streamed in, casting a sheer, gossamer-like glow on the floor. As he gazed at the dappled shadows of the trees outside, his clear eyes gradually grew serious