Mo Chengning said he was aggrieved, but when Lu Jiuqing asked him, he shook his head and said seriously: "Eat in moderation and have three meals on time, so I won't eat."

Lu Jiuqing was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then I won't eat either."

Mo Chengning frowned for a moment: "Mom, you can eat it."

Lu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that you should eat in moderation and have three meals on time?"

"But that's a request for me, not for you." Mo Chengning said seriously, "Mom, you don't need to have so many rules and restrictions. You can do whatever you want."

After a pause, he added: "Besides, my father thinks so too."

The father and son did not have any requirements for Lu Jiuqing, she just needed to be happy.

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips and said nothing for a while. She watched Mo Chengning carefully read the note in his hand, and then took the ink pen to annotate it carefully... As she watched, Lu Jiuqing's eyes couldn't help but turn and fell on Mo Xiao. Mo Xiao sat upright, with his head slightly lowered, holding a fold in his left hand and a red pen in his right hand. His expression alternated between frowning and gentle, which was something Lu Jiuqing had never seen before.

In her previous life, Mo Xiao was so hateful. In this life, I don't hate him anymore, but he always looks carefree, has a bad temper, and always goes berserk.

However, now that he has become the emperor, the way he wears a dragon robe and sits on a dragon chair and reads the book carefully is different from anyone in Lu Jiuqing's impression.

Perhaps because Lu Jiuqing had been staring at him for too long, Mo Xiao, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head, and their eyes suddenly met.

Lu Jiuqing's pupils shrank, and he immediately lowered his head and looked away. At the same time, he felt as if his cheeks were on fire. She was a little panicked for a moment, and her eyes fell on the dessert plate on the table. Lu Jiuqing, who didn't intend to eat, accidentally reached for a piece and ate it slowly.

This person, when embarrassed, wants to find something to do for himself, as long as he doesn't stand dryly.

Mo Xiao saw all Lu Jiuqing's actions, narrowed his eyes, and slowly showed a smile.

Seeing her blushing blood, Mo Xiao stopped staring at Lu Jiuqing for fear of offending her.

The Yinghua Hall became quiet again.

An hour later, Mo Xiao was the first to put down the ink pen in his hand.

He stood up and walked to Mo Chengning, glanced at the fold in his hand, and asked, "How is it?"

Mo Chengning frowned and his little face was wrinkled. He sighed leisurely: "This Master Chen... there is so much nonsense."

Mo Xiao had a smile in his eyes and was noncommittal.

These ministers obviously have nothing to do, but they submit a paper every day. The long articles in the paper are actually all nonsense. If you leave it alone, you are afraid of missing something. If you look at it one by one, it will be a waste of time. Mo Xiao had gritted his teeth and read all these excerpts before, but now, he threw all these excerpts to Mo Chengning, which relieved him a lot of burden.

"That's a lot of nonsense, but you can't neglect it." Mo Xiao said lightly.

Mo Chengning: "I know."

He carefully wrote down his comments on the fold, and then put down the ink pen in his hand.

Mo Xiao smiled and said, "Okay, it's time to eat."

Mo Chengning collapsed and lay on the table, his eyes dull.

Lu Jiuqing felt distressed and stepped forward to hug him, but Mo Xiao beat him to it: "I'll do it, he's gotten a little heavier recently, don't hold you down."

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