"I didn't." This rainstorm came down quite hard, and the chilly raindrops pattered against the window.
Mo Lian draped a cloak lined with silver thread around Qiao Mu before pulling her to sit at the table. "I'll go out to take a look later. You stay inside and don't come out."
However, Qiao Mu shook her head, objecting, "I also want to go out to take a look."
Mo Lian's grip on her hands froze, and just as he was about to dissuade her, a knock was heard on the door.
He turned his head and airily instructed, "Come in."
A line of servants filed in with trays of food. Once inside, they curtsied deferentially before setting the food on the table one by one.
"Your Highness, do you have any other instructions?"
Mo Lian waved his hand to dismiss them, and then, while holding Qiao Mu's petite hand, he coaxed, "It's raining hard outside. I'll go take a look first, and if there's any activity I'll call for you."
