The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 969 - 634: Telling the Truth After Regaining Memory

Chapter 969: Chapter 634: Telling the Truth After Regaining Memory

If it weren’t for Feng Qingyan having already abdicated, even if she were to die of old age, she would never have revealed this secret.

Although she had suspected that what Jun Moqing said was true, hearing it from her mother-in-law’s own lips still shocked her for a long time.

This Saintess, not only had she lost her virginity, but she also had a child.

If the people in the clan found out, they would probably go ballistic.

The mother-in-law instructed, "Even though you are no longer the Saintess now, you must not let the people in the clan know about this, understand?"

Feng Qingyan was also aware of the seriousness of the matter and nodded vigorously, "Mother-in-law, I understand."

Jun Moqing asked, "Mother-in-law, is there a way to restore Fengfeng’s memory?"

The mother-in-law replied, "The method we used to erase her memory was very ancient, but restoring memory is not so troublesome yet not so simple either."

Jun Moqing continued, "Then I’ll have to trouble you, mother-in-law."

Feng Qingyan lifted her head to look at Jun Moqing and found that he spoke quite bluntly, but paradoxically, he had a face that was stunningly handsome.

The mother-in-law glanced at Jun Moqing a few times, then looked at Feng Qingyan, the difference between the two faces was clear to see.

Thinking that he was the master of the Dark Sect and not like ordinary people, she came to accept it.

The mother-in-law spoke of preparing and then went to rest in her room.

Feng Qingyan sat on a stool, holding a teacup in her hand, still unable to recover from the shock of learning the truth.

Jun Moqing noticed she had been silent all this time and asked gently, "What’s the matter?"

Feng Qingyan looked up at Jun Moqing and thought, even though this handsome and young man was her husband, she felt quite happy.

However...

"I didn’t expect you were telling the truth, nor did I expect to have a twenty-year-old daughter... I haven’t even experienced the joy of being a mother, and I’m already a grandmother."

Jun Moqing sighed, "It is indeed regrettable."

Feng Qingyan looked at him with puzzlement.

Jun Moqing continued, "Separated for twenty years, how many twenties does a person have in a lifetime? We lost twenty years between us, and Xiaojiu lost twenty years of maternal love."

Feng Qingyan was suddenly stunned by his words; Jun Moqing was right, how many twenties does one have in life?

They had wasted twenty years between them.

Jun Moqing pulled her into his embrace, "From now on, we will be together and can’t afford to waste any more time."

Feng Qingyan was taken aback again, looking at the so young Jun Moqing, she couldn’t help but touch her own face, thinking if she had known she would have such a handsome and young husband, she would have taken better care of her face.

Maybe she could look younger, and the age difference between them when they were together wouldn’t be so notable.

At night, when Feng Qingyan was about to rest, she saw Jun Moqing sitting still and asked, "Aren’t you going to sleep?"

Jun Moqing put down his teacup, looked up at her, then glanced at the bed behind her, "I want to share a bed with you tonight."

Feng Qingyan rejected him directly, "No."

Jun Moqing asked, "Why not?"

"I haven’t recovered my memory yet, although I’ve confirmed you are my husband, but I’ve been sleeping alone all this time, suddenly sharing a bed with a man would feel a little uncomfortable."

Jun Moqing seemed to not understand, "What is there to be uncomfortable about? After being apart for twenty years, do you still want to add another day?"

Feng Qingyan: "..."

"Twenty years have passed, one more day won’t make much difference."

Jun Moqing looked somewhat helpless, "Then I won’t get on the bed."

Feng Qingyan said, "Sitting all night won’t be comfortable either."

She didn’t understand, how could sitting all night be more comfortable than lying in a bed?

Yet, he insisted on sitting in the room, watching her.

Jun Moqing stated as if it were a matter of course, "You could let me get on the bed."

Feng Qingyan: "..."

"Indeed, I have gotten old," Feng Qingyan said before walking to the bed and beginning to undress.

Jun Moqing stood up and walked over, sitting down on the bed and looking up at Feng Qingyan as she undressed, creating a scene as if she were doing it deliberately in front of him.

"Did you say I’ve gotten old?"

Feng Qingyan paused in undressing and huffed, "Isn’t that the case?"

Jun Moqing seriously said, "Me, I’m perfectly normal in every way. If you don’t believe me, you can check."

Feng Qingyan looked him up and down with skepticism, despite his youthful face, his manner wasn’t young.

"How can I check? I’m not a Doctor."

"It’s simple," Jun Moqing said steadfastly, as he took her hand and placed it on his chest.

Feng Qingyan’s hand pressed against his chest; he might look skinny, but his chest muscles were very firm. His robe was a thin spring garment; she could even feel his strong and powerful heartbeat.