Chapter 12: What Is Mine Will Surely Be Mine

“Are you saying that I am now a married woman?” Mo Liuli asked lightly, her barefoot pressing on the snow, her slightly rounded figure exposed.

“Of course! Who on the continent doesn’t know? Mo Liuli, the eldest legitimate daughter of the Mo family, is the newly appointed Crown Princess. She possesses the beauty that could outshine falling flowers and stunning geese, and she’s a rare martial prodigy, the top-ranked female cultivator on the Huanlan Continent.”

Xiao Junwang did not hold back, revealing everything he knew to Mo Liuli. Yet, seeing her calm reaction despite standing barefoot in the snow, he felt a strange unease welling up inside him.

Could it be that she didn’t mind having her place stolen? That coveted position of Crown Princess that everyone envied!

“Oh! Is that so?” Mo Liuli replied absentmindedly, picking up a patch of snow and toying with it.

To her, names and titles were merely labels. If someone wanted to use them, she would let them—for now. After all, she wasn’t going to hobble around with a swollen belly, competing for a man she had no interest in.

Seeing her so indifferent, Xiao Junwang furrowed his brow, his eyes settling on her slightly protruding belly as he began to ponder.

Could it be because she was carrying his child, nurturing the dragon within her womb? Is that why she couldn’t return to her rightful position as Crown Princess but had to recuperate with him in this icy wasteland?

“Miss Mo, don’t you want to marry the Crown Prince and become his princess?”

Xiao Junwang asked again, unwilling to give up. To him, all women were the same—vain and desirous of glory. So why was Mo Liuli different?

As far as he knew, the Huanlan Crown Prince was a bit of a rake but undeniably a top-tier handsome man.

Mo Liuli shifted her feet, turned to face Xiao Junwang, and met his gaze. Those eyes held countless untold stories, like volumes waiting to be read. Gazing into them felt like an eternity.

With such captivating eyes, lips as red as a beauty’s, and a perfectly curved nose, she felt certain that the man behind that mask was no less remarkable than the Crown Prince.

“I am both Mo Liuli and not Mo Liuli. What is mine will always be mine. No one can take it away,” she said with a revived smile, a glimmer of enchanting light shining through her cold eyes, standing before Xiao Junwang like a fairy from a painting, radiantly alive.

She had been here for several days and knew that the movement in her belly was definitely connected to the man before her. But due to the fragmented and blank memories she had, she didn’t want to delve deeper—any more probing would only bring unbearable headaches.

Noticing the domineering ‘Xiao’ emblem on his robe’s shoulder, she decided to call him Xiao for now.

Her intuition told her this man would not harm her.

Xiao Junwang saw her sudden shift, her aura growing stronger, and his heart stirred with a subtle ripple. He sighed inwardly—she was truly a special woman.

“Tomorrow, I will send you back. This snowy land and cold weather are no place for you to recuperate. After today, the child in your womb should be stable.”

“To go back? Under what identity? A powerless woman like me, without protection, would only fall prey to others’ bullying. Tell me the truth—my spiritual power disappearing completely has everything to do with you, doesn’t it?” Mo Liuli said, already prepared for his decision to send her back.

Now that she was undeniably pregnant, helpless, and unable to protect herself, she had to find a bodyguard to fend off those petty nuisances. So…