Feng Bailing looked at Dugu Xiaojin, her voice sounding somewhat icy amidst the night.
"Don't call me Queen Mother."
Dugu Xiaojin trembled, his excitement upon seeing Feng Bailing instantly died, and the light in his eyes swiftly dimmed.
His hand clenched into a fist, and he bitterly smiled in his heart.
"Indeed, father and the Queen Mother have divorced, and she is no longer my mother, nor does she wish me to call her that."
"I'm sorry."
Dugu Xiaojin's voice was as low as a mosquito's, and he lowered his head.
Unexpectedly, a hand landed on his head and ruffled Dugu Xiaojin's hair.
Feng Bailing squatted down and said softly.
"Call me mother."
Dugu Xiaojin suddenly looked up, gazing at Feng Bailing with surprise and joy.
"Xiaojin, just like Xiao Li, you are my child. You are born to me, you are my son."
Feng Bailing took a deep breath and slowly uttered these words.
These few simple words felt incredibly difficult for Feng Bailing to say.
