2566: Leave Him Hanging for a Few More Days?

Leave Him Hanging for a Few More Days?

Ever since the incident with the imperial kitchen delivering cold food, the crown prince ordered that the Eastern Palace set up its own kitchen. He even personally distributed funds to buy fresh ingredients daily.2

Additionally, he selected a group of extremely skilled chefs to attend to the young crown prince consort's meals.

In the past, due to the absence of the master of the Eastern Palace, that kitchen only existed in name.

Now, the kitchen was bustling. The crown prince consort was a child used to three meals a day. Cooking food, stewing soup, and making dessert was a must every day.

Today's breakfast consisted of twelve dim sum dishes, four congees, and two noodle dishes. The young crown prince consort naturally could not eat so much, so Caixiu and the others split the leftovers.

Ever since the young crown prince consort returned, Caixiu and them felt that their waists had gotten pudgier.

The little fellow was a bit bored when Mo Lian hadn't come back yet even after she had finished eating. She picked up a book and burrowed into a circular ivory chair that was covered with a furry blanket. She started to randomly browse through the pages.

When Mo Lian got back, he noticed the little fellow huddled up at the window at once.

"You're not cold? Sitting there in the wind." Mo Lian walked over and scooped up his wifey. He looked at her with a smile. "Did you miss me, Qiaoqiao?"

"No." Qiaoqiao pushed away his handsome face and muttered, "I saw you in the morning."

This man was abominable. He woke up early but just had to kiss her awake. He insisted on saying good morning to her before agreeing to get out of there…

Qiaoqiao couldn't resist rolling her eyes when she thought about it.

Mo Lian chortled and poked her petite cheek.

"You heartless little one. I was thinking about you the entire time." Mo Lian set her down and examined her attire today. She had donned scarlet battle gear again!

Mo Lian was secretly amused. Every time the little fellow wore battle gear it meant that she was ready to do battle.

Normally, she was used to wearing light-colored clothing. Her mood was extremely easy to read.

Qiaoqiao did not know that the man had already seen through her. She raised her head and asked crisply, "Are we going now?"

Mo Lian lowered his head and nuzzled her nose with his own. "Should we leave him hanging for a few more days?"

Ha ha, this was the emperor's own son!

"The Kang Prince's Estate invited us over yesterday. Your dad must be restless after hearing that we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves." Qiaoqiao pursed her lips.

Your dad must be thinking: you brat have come back, but your uncle saw you first before me, your dad.

Even though the little fellow didn't feel like explaining herself, Mo Lian instantly understood her meaning.

He smiled as he pinched her petite cheeks. "You naughty little one, let's go."

Hence, he held the little fellow's hand and exited the Eastern Palace. They boarded the carriage that had been waiting by the side of the road.

The carriage slowly followed the spacious palace road toward the emperor's Empyreal Hall.

***

On the other end, inside the imperial study.

Mo Liushen's handsome but pale face had a stern expression. When he exerted force with his wrist, he snapped his who-knows-which-number brush.

Hu Dequan was sweating bullets as he prepared ink for the emperor.

He was praying inwardly: Come quickly, come quickly. Come quickly!

It was only a short distance from the Eastern Palace to the Empyreal Hall. Why haven't these two little ancestors shown themselves yet?

Just as Eunuch Hu was feeling more and more unsettled, he heard the junior eunuch outside announcing, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the crown prince and crown prince consort are calling on you."

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