Daoist Qianyun was slightly taken aback. "You... don't want any children?"
Liu Wan had married the Ninth Prince, yet she was unwilling to bear another child for the Imperial Family?
How much public criticism and pressure would she have to shoulder alone?
"Does the Prince know about this?" Daoist Qianyun asked again.
Liu Wan smiled and shook her head. "Wanwan is all the child I need."
Besides, in Wanwan's dream, she and the Prince had another child, and that child was used by East Lin.
East Lin had even handed over its military authority and wealth to that child so Xia Siheng would place great hopes in them.
They had actually been cruel enough to harm Wanwan.
Liu Wan had learned this from Wanwan's inner voice.
That was precisely what she had seen in her nightmare that night.
Rather than have another child who would be used by others, she would nip the danger in the bud and cut off any possibility of it happening.
She had also learned from Wanwan's inner voice that her biological parents had abandoned her in her previous life.
Her heart had ached unbearably.
So she had quietly decided to give all her love to Wanwan.
She would have no more children.
"But the Prince is a member of the Imperial House. He must have offspring, otherwise..." Daoist Qianyun tried to persuade her again.
But Liu Wan had made up her mind. "If he wants offspring, there are plenty of ways. I don't have to be the one to bear them."
One daughter was enough for her.
Now that she had made this decision, she could withstand whatever pressure came her way.
Daoist Qianyun counted on his fingers to divine their fate, then smiled faintly.
He took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to