I Gave Birth To A Panther
They always said you should not pick up a stranger from the roadside. However, what if he were devastatingly handsome?
I brought home a badly injured man I found by the roadside. When he woke up, he could not remember a thing.
I took care of him for three months, and, as expected, we fell in love.
Without a ceremony and without guests, we consummated our marriage. It was just the two of us.
When I was three months pregnant, that jerk regained his memory.
He left me a letter and said he had something more important to do and that he would come back for me once it was done.
I knew those were just excuses. When he got his memory back, he must have looked down on me for being a farmer’s daughter and wanted to abandon me after having his fun.
However, the day I gave birth, imperial guards showed up at my door with the royal carriage. They brought an official decree, written by the man. He wanted to bring me to the palace, make me his queen, and make my child the prince.
As I gazed at the baby leopards sleeping soundly on my bed, I was stunned.
“My little ones, could you really become princes?”