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"I don't have any at the moment," Miao Ruochen raised an eyebrow.
Mo Weiqin and the other two were confused.
Miao Ruochen laughed out loud, "What I mean is that my mother is too old to have children now, and if my dad takes a concubine now, maybe he could give me a younger sister in the future."
Mo Weiqin and the other two: "..."
Was it really okay for Miao Tanhua to make jokes about his parents in front of them?
The subject of the jokes was the renowned, all-powerful Imperial Preceptor and Prime Minister Miao Xian!
"What's with those faces, did I scare you?" Miao Ruochen said nonchalantly, "Don't worry. My dad is dead set on this; he probably won't take a concubine in this lifetime. And even if he did take a concubine now, who knows if they can have children. So, you don't have to worry; I won't be having any sisters."
Towards the end, a touch of sadness flashed through Miao Ruochen's eyes.
Mo Weiqin: "!!!"
*Cough cough* Fu Zhiwen choked on his tea.