Lian'er said that the box of cakes should be given to them as a reward so that they, the slaves, could also share the emperor's grace.

Lin Qingqing thought about it and finally couldn't stand the sourness of the cakes, so she asked Lian'er to take the box of cakes downstairs to distribute to the people below.

After everyone left, Lin Qingqing raised her hand and rubbed her brows, muttering, "Do I have to eat this cake?"

She couldn't understand why His Majesty, such a noble and kind man, had such strange tastes.

In her mind, His Majesty is not like this.

But the box of pastries that were so sour that she kept drooling broke Lin Qingqing's fantasy about Mo Xiao.

Lin Qingqing sat there, the sour taste in her mouth had not yet dissipated, and she was a little dazed.

-

After Mo Xiao returned from Lin Qingqing's place, he quickly returned to Lan Yin Palace.

Lin Jiuqing saw him and raised his eyebrows: "You're back so soon?"

Mo Xiao first instructed Yingyue who was standing aside: "Ask the kitchen to finish cooking the noodles. I am not full."

Then he walked over to Lin Jiuqing and sat down, answering her words: "Just say a few words and deliver the things, how long will it take?"

Lin Jiuqing's eyes curved: "Has the stuff been delivered?"

Mo Xiao looked at Lin Jiuqing with a meaningful look: "The things have been delivered, but compared to the tea you sent, Concubine Xian seems to like the cakes I personally sent."

Lin Jiuqing smiled: "Is that so?"

"Of course," Mo Xiao said leisurely, "When she saw your tea leaves, her face was complicated and she didn't smile at all. But it was different when she saw my cakes. The smile on her face never faded. It was obvious that she was too happy. I don't know what to do."

Lin Jiuqing's mouth twitched, and he finally said: "Your Majesty, it's because of your great charm that Concubine Xian is so obsessed with you."

"But, does Concubine Xian really like the cakes you sent?"

"Of course," Mo Xiao laughed, "Seeing that she likes it so much, I even specifically asked her to send her a box every day from now on."

Lin Jiuqing: "..."

Lin Jiuqing's mouth twitched and he looked at Mo Xiao with an indescribable look.

She asked Mo Xiao to send pastries to Lin Qingqing with other intentions, but she just wanted to remind her and had no other intentions.

But Mo Xiao was different. He asked someone to deliver pastries to Lin Qingqing every day. This was simply torture for a girl who had never eaten sour food since childhood.

Lin Qingqing looked at Mo Xiao and said slowly: "Isn't it... a bit too much?"

"How could that be?" Mo Xiao smiled, with a cunning look in his eyes, "Isn't she obsessed with me? I believe she can definitely swallow that cake."

Lin Jiuqing: "..."

Men are really ruthless.

When Mo Xiao thought about Lin Jiuqing's intention behind asking him to give a gift, he couldn't help laughing.

He always felt that Lin Jiuqing was indifferent to him and had no possessiveness, as if he was dispensable. But after what happened with Lin Qingqing, Mo Xiao knew that Lin Jiuqing was not without possessiveness towards him, but just hid it very deeply.

This time, if Lin Qingqing hadn't pressed too hard and the sword hadn't jumped onto Lin Jiuqing's face, Lin Jiuqing would have remained calm.

Mo Xiao thought that judging from this incident, Lin Qingqing was not completely useless. It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to give Lin Qingqing some rewards.

Lin Jiuqing didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, he was only thinking about Lin Qingqing. On the one hand, he felt that this was a bit cruel, but on the other hand, it would be good for her to face the reality sooner.

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