Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao was roused by a series of noises.
As she opened her eyes, the dawn had already arrived.
Numerous natives had emerged from their yurts, busily preparing steaming mantou and rice porridge, creating a cacophony.
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao turned over and spotted Crown Prince Mo lying on his side, chin propped on one hand, smiling at her.
She rolled her eyes and turned over, planning to resume her slumber.
However, Mo Lian wasn't about to let her go back to sleep. He reached out to lift her up and remarked with a mournful expression, "Sigh, my wife has become so small. It's truly concerning."
The little one's face turned red, and she remained speechless for a while.
"Qiaoqiao, what would you like for breakfast?"
"Shrimp dumplings and cubilose porridge," the little one responded impassively.
"Wow, Hubby truly knows his wife's preferences. I've already prepared it for you."
