The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

The Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mo Xiao coming. She was actually unsure, fearing that Mo Xiao wouldn't want to come.

Now that Mo Xiao is here, I feel relieved, but... why is he bringing the child here? It's not that the Queen Mother doesn't feel sorry for this little grandson, it's just that it's not appropriate to bring a child with her on such an occasion.

The emperor came closer, and the noble ladies knelt down to salute. Mo Xiao held the child and walked to the Queen Mother, bending slightly: "Mother."

The Queen Mother said with a smile on her face: "Just come."

After that, he looked at the women kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but remind them: "Everyone is still kneeling."

Mo Xiao then glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Get back on your feet."

The women then stood up, all with their heads lowered, not daring to look directly at Mo Xiao.

This new emperor is a tyrant with blood on his hands. They are not only looking forward to being chosen to soar into the sky, but they are also afraid of this tyrant. Under such complicated emotions, many people looked at the emperor quietly.

The Queen Mother patted the seat next to her and said with a smile: "It's busy today and it's rare for you to relax. Come sit here, talk to everyone and look at the flowers."

Mo Xiao said, "No need, I'm taking Ning Ning to see the flowers."

After that, he hugged Mo Chengning and walked aside, leaving everyone behind.

The Queen Mother pursed her lips, looked at these women, and winked slightly. Among them, the quickest and boldest ones had already followed them.

One of them followed the two of them not far away. Seeing the emperor who was called the tyrant talking softly to his son, he thought that his majesty must love this child very much. If he can please this child I have a good impression, maybe there will be a chance?

So, while Mo Chengning was standing on the ground and reaching out to pick flowers, a woman whispered, "Your Highness, do you like this flower? I'll pick it for you."

Mo Xiao's eyes turned cold and he was about to speak when he saw Mo Chengning reaching out to take the flower and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Seeing that the young prince took it, the woman became even more happy and said with a smile: "Whatever else your highness wants, I will help you pick it up."

Mo Chengning looked at her for a moment, then raised his hand and threw away the previous flower, then reached out to pick another one.

If others don't pick it well, he has to pick it himself.

The woman's expression froze and she smiled awkwardly: "It seems that Your Highness prefers to pick it by himself."

She rolled her eyes and focused on the tiger-headed doll held by Mo Chengning: "Your Highness, you like tiger-headed dolls? I see that this one is a bit old and the workmanship is not very good. I will send you a new one." How are you doing, Your Highness?"

Mo Chengning: "..."

Mo Chengning seemed to understand, but he only knew that the other party said that his tiger head doll was not good.

He immediately hugged the tiger-headed doll in his arms tightly, without picking the flowers, he turned around and hugged Mo Xiao's thigh, glaring at the woman with his stern eyes.

The woman didn't know what she had done wrong. Before she could recover, she heard His Majesty, who had been silent, say, "Get out."

The woman's face turned blue and white, her eyes filled with tears, and she left in embarrassment.

When the women around him saw this scene, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​coming over.

This Your Majesty seems really fierce.

Mo Xiao looked down at Mo Chengning, who was holding his thigh, and patted his head: "Be good, no one can take your things away."

Mo Chengning grinned and was immediately coaxed.