“Does he have feelings for Qian’er?”

Gu Bailu wasn’t sure, because Lu Fenying’s attitude did prove that he despised Qian’er and viewed her as a slave.

It was hard for a person with such a lofty attitude to love someone.

But the things he had done also proved that Qian’er was special to him.

It wasn’t just the sex.

If it was sex, he could find another woman to fix the problem and just keep it from Su Muwei.

“I think so. It’s impossible for him to continue sleeping with her for years if he didn’t have some feelings for her.”

Gu Bailu’s eyes glittered. “Then, is it possible for Qian’er…”

“It’s impossible… That’s not enough for Lu Fenying to treat Qian’er better. Unless he loves her deeply, it’s impossible for him to break through the barrier between a noble and a slave.”

Heavenly Wind Empire was different from Southern Glory Empire.

The nobles of Heavenly Wind Empire all raised slaves from young. The slaves sold their bodies and were marked with the slave mark, their lives wholly given over to their masters.

Taught that their masters were everything since young, these slaves were too scared to resist.

So, in the eyes of their masters, slaves were the lowliest of the low.

If a master developed feelings for a family slave, the noble bloodline would be ruined and any bastards that were produced would be despised.

Noble families of a particular level would never touch their slaves, to say nothing of a noble like Lu Fenying.

He had touched Qian’er only because she had Dragon Spirit Blood.

Otherwise, he would never have touched her at all.

That was the ingrained mindset of the nobles of Heavenly Wind Empire.

Lu Fenying was an emperor of the people. How could he risk popular condemnation by being nice to Qian’er? Forget being nice, he wouldn’t even give her a status as the crown prince’s woman.

If Lu Fenying really wanted to marry, he would marry a noble woman like Su Muwei.

The Su family was powerful and influential in Heavenly Wind Empire.

Gu Bailu’s heart sank after hearing Feng Qingtian’s analysis. “Does Qian’er have no future?”

“That’s not necessarily true. You can study how to lift the slave mark after you take her away. Actually, the slave mark is a type of curse. When you were at Heavenly Palace Cliff, you practiced this art.” Feng Qingtian consoled her, not wanting to see her sad.

Gu Bailu grew confident. “That’s right. How can I forget that I was once the mistress of Heavenly Palace Cliff and the only woman who could bear the emperor’s child? How can I be defeated by a mere slave mark?”

Feng Qingtian gave her the chicken soup. “Have some chicken soup.”

“I just had a bowl!” Gu Bailu looked at him darkly. Why did he keep feeding her chicken soup?

“That bowl earlier was to make up for today. This one is for tonight.”

Gu Bailu’s eyes bulged. “Feng Qingtian! You, you… Can’t you slow down a bit?! I need to take a break tonight. I’m so tired that I can’t even hold a bowl of chicken soup.”

Gu Bailu lay over the table helplessly.

“I’ll feed you. You don’t have to move tonight. I’ll do it.”

“Bah! You don’t like me at all. You’re still forcing me even though you know how tired I am…”

Feng Qingtian sighed. “Alright, have another bowl. I won’t touch you tonight.”

Gu Bailu immediately sat up and finished the chicken soup.

“You really don’t like doing it that much?” Feng Qingtian said helplessly.

“I like it, but it’s really tiring to do it too much. We should be moderate about it, and I’m pregnant,” said Gu Bailu solemnly.

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