1238 I Embroidered a Flower

Qiao Mu glanced at her grudgingly. "Lightning."

Lightning immediately appeared beside her and saluted respectfully. "Crown Prince Consort."

"Bring this person to eat a free meal at Morning Cloud Restaurant." Qiao Mu pointed at Sikong Fuling. "Let her go afterwards. Don't eat too much, it'll waste food."

Sikong Fuling: …

As Mo Lian suppressed his amusement, he walked out of the Eastern Palace's small dungeon while holding the little fellow's small hand. He looked down at her with a smile, "My wife, Hubby has observed that the weather is clear and invigorating today, so let us go boating on Zhuzi Lake. Hubby will escort you back afterwards! How about it?"

Qiao Mu pinched his face. "What if your mother-in-law finds out!"

Even so, Mo Lian simply pursed his lips before leaning in and whispering into her ear, "If Mother-in-Law finds out, you take the fall."

Hearing this, Qiao Mu's eyes abruptly widened. "You!"

Mo Lian chuckled and ran while holding her hand. "I have to maintain a good image in front of Mother-in-Law, so I'll have to trouble my wife to take the fall."

"Bah!" In addition to characteristically rolling her eyes at him, Qiao Mu spat at him in disdain. "Mom even had me stay home to embroider a little something for you."

"A brocade pouch?" Mo Lian's eyes lit up as he looked at her joyfully. "Qiaoqiao is going to embroider one for me?"

However, Qiao Mu shook her head. "No."

"Then what did you embroider?" Mo Lian started to build castles in the air, indulging in his own fantasy. "Could it be that you embroidered something on some clothes?"

Qiao Mu twitched her mouth. "Do you think those clothes would still be presentable if I did embroider something on them?"

"Don't be afraid, Hubby won't disdain them one bit." Mo Lian looked at her gleefully. "Qiaoqiao, just tell me, what did you embroider."

Pattering ahead, Qiao Mu went on without even looking at him out of the corner of her eye.

Eh? Qiaoqiao wanted to keep him guessing? She must want to give Hubby a huge surprise!

Mo Lian caught up to her with a flash before he grasped her small hand and asserted, "Qiaoqiao. No matter what you embroidered, Hubby will like it."

Qiao Mu peeked at him and declared with a light cough, "I embroidered a flower."

When Mo Lian heard this, he immediately looked at his darling in surprise. "Qiaoqiao, you're even able to embroider flowers!"

Qiao Mu: …

"A lotus flower." Qiao Mu proclaimed seriously, "I embroidered it for you!"

Mo Lian: ...

He suddenly had a not-so-good premonition. What was going on?

"You embroidered it on a small pouch?"

Qiao Mu shook her head. "I said already that it isn't a brocade pouch!"

"Sleeve?"

Qiao Mu still shook her head.

After these guesses, Mo Lian inquired carefully, "Then where did you embroider it?"

"Of course on a private article of clothing." Qiao Mu disdainfully swept a "you are very dumb" glance at him.

On the other hand, Mo Lian twitched his mouth. "M-My inner garment?"

That was good, that was good, he didn't need to wear it in public!

"How are you so dumb!" Hearing his response, Qiao Mu instantly went on tiptoe and walloped his head with her hand!

Mo Lian: ...

Young Sir Mo followed his darling's downward gaze and looked down at himself. He suddenly squealed, "My undies?"

At last, Qiao Mu nodded seriously before giving a rare explanation. "Mom said that I have to embroider it on one of your private items. After much contemplation, I could only just embroider a flower on your undies."

Mo Lian: ...

"You don't like it?" Darling Qiao knitted her brows as she gazed solemnly at this both amused yet exasperated man in front of her.

Mo Lian rapidly shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I-I like, I like it terribly."