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Chapter 5392: Troublesome Kid

Qiao Mu glanced at her husband, muttering softly, "I think Mother is right."

"She said Big Tangyuan and Little Dumpling are truly a pair of father and son. Our son is just like you!"

Big? Big Tangyuan? Wasn't it Little Tangyuan before?? So it's an upgrade now, huh?

Mo Lian looked at his wife's serious expression, a mix of amusement and helplessness on his face. Qiao Qiao was actually serious; she probably really agreed with her mother's statement...

"You're Tangyuan's wife and Dumpling's mom." The Crown Prince suddenly pounced, pulling his wife into his embrace and biting her, eliciting gasps from Lady Qiao Qiao. The Crown Prince was too brazen; there were still many palace maids and eunuchs watching! Yet he dared to act so blatantly.

Qiao Qiao's hands itched to hit him. "You, what are you doing? Everyone's watching!"

"Who dares to watch?" the Crown Prince huffed angrily. Chief Eunuch Chen and the others had long since discreetly slipped away. Are you kidding? Do they need to wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to have time to personally dismiss them? Knowing when to be tactful leads to a long life.

Qiao Mu raised her hand and pinched him. "Are you rebelling?"

Mo Lian laughed and cried, raising his hand to hold her down. He quickly shook his head. "This husband wouldn't dare even with ten thousand guts."

Qiao Mu suppressed her smile, nodding earnestly. "Good that you're sensible. Quickly release this Crown Princess."

"No release," Crown Prince Mo said, hugging her tightly. He huffed indignantly. "Ever since Little Dumpling came out, all your attention has been on that fellow. Qiao Qiao, in a while, you probably won't even know what your husband looks like anymore."

Qiao Mu punched him on the head. "Don't compete for affection with our son!"

Mo Lian looked at her with a wronged expression, his voice slightly drawn out, "Qiao Qiao~"

Qiao Mu barely suppressed her laughter, tilting her head to look at him. Her gaze suddenly fell behind him, and her small face went slightly blank.

"Mo Lian." Lady Qiao Qiao reached out and poked his shoulder.

"Hmph, what is it?" Crown Prince Mo responded, clearly displeased. His wife doted on their son more than him; the Crown Prince was in a bad mood.

Qiao Mu's finger poked his shoulder several more times. "You, turn your head, turn your head."

Mo Lian slowly turned his head, glancing behind him, then suddenly his eyes widened.

He saw the little troublesome kid, Mo Bao, floating behind him, suspended vertically in mid-air. His black and white, clear phoenix eyes were staring unblinkingly at him, completely expressionless...

What father could witness such a scene? His not-yet-full-month-old son was staring at him with cool eyes, having floated behind him at some unknown point, his gaze unmoving.

You're a baby, hey! Please, please be a normal baby, be like a person...

"Pfft." Mo Bao smacked his small lips, spitting out a tiny bubble, still looking at his father with no expression, exchanging a silent glance with his father.

Qiao Mu quickly walked over, reaching out to catch her son. The little baby is too cute! Look, even though he's so small, he puts on such a stoic, mature face, just like his father, haha.

Mo Lian, however, was a step ahead of his wife and picked up the little rascal himself. Unexpectedly, this time, his son gave his old father some face and didn't use his powers to push him away.

"My son, when your father and mother are talking, can you please not be a 'spirit behind us'?"

Mo Lian's question was answered by a mouthful of spit from his son.

Is that a human?