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Chapter 5067: 5.0819 Concern

But no matter what, even if the Crown Princess had a bad temper, at least she had looks.

But this barrel-waisted fat woman...

How could anyone not find her disgusting?

His Highness's eyesight, how did it get so bad? The little palace maid stumbled slightly underfoot, quickly looked down at the path, and hurried to catch up with Qiaochu and the others ahead.

"Qiao Qiao, don't get angry yet. Let's understand the situation first before we act." After all, they had been away in Underworld River for so long, and they truly didn't know what had happened at home.

What if...

If Qiao Zhongbang, Wei Ziqin, and their second uncle's family had all fallen into someone else's hands, then... their actions would certainly be constrained and hesitant.

"That mother of yours is also a fake," Mo Lian whispered, leaning down to Qiao Mu's ear.

Just a moment ago, the fake Wei Ziqin had smiled at him with extreme falseness, calling him "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince" repeatedly, with a hint of respect in her expression.

How could that possibly be Qiao Qiao's real mother?

Qiao Qiao's parents and second uncle's family always called him "Little Mo" when they saw him. Who would call him "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince"?

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince" was how outsiders addressed him; would his own family call him that?

"I'm worried about them," Qiao Mu's face was very grim.

Especially since Shaoyao should be close to giving birth now, she didn't know how the family was doing.

Mo Lian tightly squeezed his wife's little hand, deliberately speaking in a relaxed tone, "Before, on Sikong Star, what great storms haven't we seen? We even withstood the siege of the Shi family of Divine Land. I believe our family will definitely be fine."

Qiao Mu nodded, quickening her pace, walking hand-in-hand with Mo Lian into the grand hall.

Along the way, Qiao Mu had long grown accustomed to the strange looks.

It was pretty much the same as the way those aunts and older sisters at the city gate looked at her.

Only, the ladies and young misses present were much nobler in status.

Qiao Mu now appeared quite composed. Anyway, since her husband didn't mind, why bother caring about others' gazes?

Even if she became an old woman of seventy or eighty with a hunched back, Qiao Qiao's Lotus would still be Qiao Qiao's.

Bai Wuxia looked up, her gaze falling on the young couple's clasped hands. She quickly stood up and asked, "Glutinous Rice Ball's wife, why... why are you like this? Did you take some medicine you shouldn't have? Or were you poisoned? What happened? You're even shorter than when Mother saw you a few days ago!"

Qiao Mu gave Empress Bai a speechless look.

Mo Lian couldn't help but twitch his lips: Mother, can you please not mention the word "short"?

The Empress's reaction could be said to be extremely quick, a strong sense of self-preservation spontaneously arising.

Regardless of what happened before, she still hadn't figured it out.

Now, as long as she saw the girl or woman her son was holding, she immediately recognized her as her own "Glutinous Rice Ball's wife." Even if her daughter-in-law's appearance changed drastically, her son certainly wouldn't mistake his own wife.

As a mother, how could she not know her son's unique taste?

Wei Ziqin's face turned a bit grim as she stood up, casting a cold glance at Qiao Mu beside the Crown Prince. "What does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mean by this?"

The women in the hall were all a bit bewildered.

Their gazes collectively fell on Qiao Mu's face, and they couldn't help but secretly think: It's unbearable to look at. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so dashing and god-like, is now holding the hand of a short, fat woman.

The funniest part was the Empress...