"Mother," Fu Chen could not bear to see Feng Ruqing sad. He quietly held her hand. "She's just lost all her spiritual qi, but she's alive and hasn't left Mother."
"Hmm..."
Feng Ruqing turned and looked at Fu Chen, who had already grown up. She was silent for a while. "When we go out, don't address me as 'Mother' again."
Fu Chen was shocked that his face almost split open. He bit his lower lip hard and looked at Feng Ruqing without saying a single word.
"You've grown up, unlike Little Qing Han. Calling me Mother... I think it is a little unrealistic."
Previously, Fu Chen was at most a three or four years old adorable little boy. But since he made a breakthrough to Tier-7, he had become a teenager.
She and the state preceptor could not have a son of that age yet.
"But, I'm already used to it..." Fu Chen puckered his lips with grief.
