Chapter 1239: Embroidering Talent
“I embroidered a lotus flower,” emphasized the little fellow once again.
“Mom says that I have a talent for being able to resemble its appearance when it’s my first time embroidering.” Upon speaking of this, Darling Qiao felt exceptionally proud.
Her mom even said that her hands were particularly steady in handling the needle and that the things she embroidered were also quite exquisite. Her mom was all smiles as she told her to practice this handicraft more.
Ha ha, her skill at needles was used for killing people, not for embroidering flowers…
“I embroidered a lotus flower on all of your undies, and I even used differently-colored thread for them. White, red, yellow, and even green! Do you like it?”
Mo Lian held back his laughter and nodded earnestly. He then held her small hands and gazed at her intoxicatedly. “Darling, you’re so good to me, I like it very very much.”
Huifeng, who was hidden in the shadows, had long doubled over in laughter.
Goodness gracious, were you here to make people laugh, Crown Prince Consort! What white and yellow and blue and green are you talking about; you probably only know how to embroider one kind of flower, the lotus flower…
Furthermore, he felt that his lord had great comedic talent!
As expected, they wouldn’t have made a couple if they weren’t both oddballs…
Qiao Mu’s eyes curved as she nodded in a good mood. “I just knew you would like it. When I get more practiced at embroidering, I’ll embroider your outer garments!”
“Okay, okay, okay.” Mo Lian was dying from happiness as he said with repeated nods, “You can embroider anywhere.”
“What color do you like for the lotus flower.”
“Black[Mo Lian’s surname “Mo” means “ink.”].”
“I also like black.” When Qiao Mu heard this, she mused with a nod, “Black is good, a black heart suits you.”
Mo Lian: …
Strange, why did he feel like this sentence didn’t seem to be praising him?
Huifeng, who was slapping his thigh and splitting his sides in the shadows, suddenly discovered a burst of medicinal power rapidly shooting for him.
Huifeng hastily rolled on the ground to dodge it and yelped, “Wah!”
The medicinal power enveloped him instantly.
Huifeng wore a bitter expression as he coughed repeatedly from choking on the medicinal power. “Your Highness, what kind of medicinal power did you administer on this subordinate?”
“Since you love to laugh, why don’t you stay here and laugh for four hours.” After Crown Prince the Great tossed down these cruel words, he left while holding Xiao Qiao’s hand.
He abandoned the shocked Huifeng behind on the spot.
Very soon, the hidden guards in the Eastern Palace discovered their head laughing hysterically nonstop like a fool in front of the small dungeon’s entrance.
After the couple exited the Eastern Palace, they rode on the same horse to the Zhuzi Lake behind Fu Mountain.
“You really did arrange for a small boat.” Qiao Mu’s eyes lit up.
“Of course, I already said that boating is especially suitable on such a day with spring in the air and a multitude of flowers blooming.” Afterwards, Mo Lian picked her up in a princess carry before leaping lightly onto a small boat.
The small boat leisurely floated into the jade-green lake.
“Several days ago, you wouldn’t come back with me and insisted on cultivating here.” Mo Lian pouted with a harrumph. “Do you remember?”
Qiao Mu shook her head very sincerely.
At this, Mo Lian pinched her small cheek. “You worried me to death, you rascal.”
Yet Qiao Mu took out a small bottle from her sleeve and handed it to him. “This is a bottle of antidote pills which I just refined recently. Keep it on you. It can cure a thousand poisons. For poisons on the level of the devil grass, consuming one pill will do the trick.”
“Qiaoqiao, you’re worried about me.” Mo Lian scooped the little fellow into his arms and nuzzled the top of her head with his chin. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. The poison has already been cured.”
Nevertheless, Qiao Mu took this chance to take his pulse, after which she turned to look at him.