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Chapter 5025: 5.0777 The Little Emperor's Sayings

The little stoic, now dressed, expressionlessly went to wash up. She left her husband standing by the bed, holding a handwritten booklet blankly, his expression a bit strangely disheveled, looking forlornly at her retreating back.

After Qiao Mu walked past him, she subtly curled her lips, revealing a hidden smile. Just now, Qiao Qiao's stoic little face almost broke. If she had laughed out loud in front of that guy right then, he would surely take advantage—bah, he would definitely seize the opportunity to seek reconciliation and hugs! Hmph! Qiao Qiao wouldn't fall for his tricks, nor would she be led on by her Mo Lian.

As Qiao Mu washed and wiped her face, she secretly glanced at Mo Lian. That guy, like a pitiful child, held the handwritten booklet she gave him, walked to the table, and secretly glanced back at her.

The two, in their secret glances, happened to meet eyes. Crown Prince Mo's spirits immediately lifted. He chuckled, then quickly ran to her in a couple of strides. "Wifey, you were peeking at me."

Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at him. "Illusion."

"No, not an illusion, you were just peeking at your husband."

"Go copy!" Lord Qiao Qiao snapped at him impatiently.

"Oh." Crown Prince Mo meekly lowered his head and walked towards the table. Midway, he couldn't help but look back at his wife. "Qiao Qiao, should your husband copy it once?"

Once?

Hah!

You wish!

"Copy it a hundred times!" The little one made the final decision, completely ignoring her husband's distressed face.

Serves him right!

Let him trick Qiao Qiao all day long, let him mess with his dad all the time!

This was his rightful punishment.

Crown Prince Mo opened the booklet to the first page. Five large characters prominently read: "The Little Emperor's Sayings."

Crown Prince: "..."

The second page had only a few words: "What Qiao Qiao says must be obeyed!"

The Crown Prince copied, thinking: I obey every word my wife says, when do I ever not?

The more he copied, the more Crown Prince Mo secretly chuckled.

This peculiar "sayings" booklet contained things like: "When one's own wishes conflict with Qiao Qiao's wishes, Qiao Qiao's must be fully obeyed."

And, "Even if going through mountains of knives or seas of fire, you must take your Qiao with you."

And also, "If you ever leave Qiao Qiao behind again, you will be punished by not being allowed to speak a single word to Qiao Qiao for a hundred years."

This is too harsh... Mo Lian thought to himself. How many hundred years does one have in life? Not being able to talk to Qiao for a hundred years, how tragic would that be?

When Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable knocked and entered, the miserable Crown Prince was only on his fifty-eighth copy. White papers were scattered on the floor, covered in lines of writing that flowed like clouds, with strokes like dragons and snakes. Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable was momentarily stunned, wondering what was going on in the room. He bent down, picked up a piece of paper, and immediately burst into laughter.

Oh my god, this scene, coupled with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's embarrassed handsome face, how ridiculous and comical, pfft...

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable sidled into the room, stepping over the numerous white papers on the floor, and walked cheerfully to Qiao Mu. "Morning, Qiao Qiao. Let Mo Lian copy that, let's go eat breakfast."

Crown Prince Mo glared at him accusingly. You backstabbing Rotten Peach Blossom, how dare you slander me in front of my wife, and even in front of my face!

Qiao Mu expressionlessly glanced at Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable, then suddenly made a familiar gesture that Mo Lian recognized. She raised her hand and pulled out another small booklet from her sleeve. She slapped it directly into Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable's hands! The little stoic powerfully shouted at him, "Copy this!"