Feng Han changed the subject. As he helped wash her hair, he asked softly, "Qiao'er, do you regret that I couldn't give you a child? Do you resent me for it?"
"You're overthinking it."
Su Qiao rolled her eyes dramatically.
How many times had he asked this already? And he was still asking.
"I don't like children at all, actually. They're too troublesome. Just look at Little Haozi—if no one keeps an eye on him, he gets into trouble. Raising just him has already given me enough headaches."
The corners of Feng Han's lips lifted, and a pleased smile flashed through his eyes.
He had known for a long time that she truly didn't care about not having children.
He only brought it up from time to time because it softened her heart, made her feel more sorry for him, and kept her thoughts focused a little more on him.
"Xiao Hao is ten now. From now on, I'll have Yuan Wu and Yuan Liu teach him. You'll have more peace and quiet, too."
"But are you really willing to let him go to the frontier?"
Because Su Yihao was her younger brother, had no child of his own, and was the youngest, Feng Han indulged and doted on him more than the others.
He was actually reluctant to let him travel so far to the frontier and take risks. He was also afraid that if anything happened, Su Qiao would be heartbroken.
Su Qiao waved her hand boldly. "A real man should aspire to travel the four corners of the world."
"Whether they choose literature, martial arts, or commerce, as long as it's what they like, let them do as they please. They can do whatever they want. That'll save me some trouble."
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