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

Mo Xiao looked at the mother and son, his heart filled with happiness.

That was all he wanted.

This picture is the original intention of everything he does.

The reason why he went from being a dissolute ninth prince to ascending to the throne was all because of Lin Jiuqing, because Lin Jiuqing was pregnant with the child that belonged to both of them.

Now, Lin Jiuqing is here, and the child has also come to their side.

In this way, everything he did had meaning.

Mo Xiao tilted his head slightly and blinked to make his eyes less red. Then he turned to look at the mother and son and said with a smile, "Are you still going to look at the gifts? If you delay any longer, the food will get cold."

Lin Jiuqing just remembered and hurriedly took Mo Chengning to the yard, saying as they walked: "Look around for yourself. If you like anything, take it back. If you are not interested, leave it and let mother deal with it for you."

Mo Chengning responded and followed Lin Jiuqing to see the gifts.

Most of the gifts sent by the concubines in the harem were prepared according to the preferences of children of a certain age, such as toys, woodworking, dolls, etc. Others were decorative items, such as necklaces and bracelets.

Looking at these things one by one, Mo Chengning didn't like any of them. He grew up with Mo Xiao, and Mo Xiao never lacked him for anything, so he didn't lack these things at all.

In the end, there was only one box left in front of him. Mo Chengning was a little bored: "What's in it?"

Lin Jiuqing paused for a moment, then said, "It's a gift from your friend."

Mo Chengning raised his eyebrows: "My friend?"

Lin Jiuqing nodded and hummed.

Mo Chengning thought for a moment and quickly knew who Lin Jiuqing was talking about.

He has no friends in this palace. He is the only kid in the entire palace. Where can he find friends?

However, there is only one exception.

The exception was Concubine Xian, who approached him with other purposes and claimed to be his friend.

Mo Chengning became somewhat interested and asked Lin Jiuqing: "Really? What gift did she prepare for me?"

Lin Jiuqing's expression was hard to describe: "See for yourself."

After saying that, he asked someone to open the big box.

As soon as the box was opened, Mo Chengning's eyes lit up.

He immediately bent down and got closer to look at the golden Buddha. He touched the golden Buddha's hand with his little hand, then turned to ask Lin Jiuqing: "Is this all true?"

Lin Jiuqing: "...She wouldn't go so far as to forge this thing."

Mo Chengning's eyes brightened, and he reached out to grab the gold ingots underneath: "Are these real too?"

Lin Jiuqing looked at his sparkling eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he hummed: "Of course it's true."

Mo Chengning paused, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"As expected of my friend, the gift you gave me touched my heart." Mo Chengning smiled and pointed at the golden Buddha and the gold ingot, and said to Lin Jiuqing, "Mom, I like this. Please bring it back to me."

Lin Jiuqing: "... Ningning, don't you think it's too exaggerated?"

Mo Chengning raised his eyebrows: "Exaggerated? I don't think so. Mother, don't you think it looks good when it's sparkling? It's so golden, and when the sun shines on it, the whole room is filled with golden light. It's so beautiful."

Lin Jiuqing: "..."

She now understood why Mo Xiao said that Mo Chengning's aesthetic taste was exaggerated.

It looks really exaggerated.