The celestial servant, who had always seen the emperor as cold and stern, lowered his head and kissed Yan Ruoruo, taking the initiative to admit his mistake: "It was Father's fault. Don't cry. Father will take you to see your mother right away."
Yan Ruoruo gradually stopped crying and choked out, "Really?"
"Of course, Father wouldn't lie to you," Mo Yong coaxed. "Don't cry, let's go now."
Ruoruo quickly wiped away her tears, becoming both expectant and nervous.
Mother loved to touch the chubby belly of her, but now that she doesn't have any chubby belly, will Mother be disappointed?
After a moment of distress, Ruoruo's gaze fell on the red ribbon on the soft chair, and her eyes lit up instantly. She held the red ribbon in her mouth and looked at Mo Yong expectantly and cautiously.
"Daddy, can you tie my bow?"
What knot? What butterfly? Mo Yong looked bewildered.
He, who could effortlessly wield three thousand Taoist techniques, found himself unexpectedly facing a difficult situation.
"Let Xiaoxian do it," Tinglan said quickly, feeling a little annoyed that Ruoruo was so ill-mannered as to make the deity serve her.
As Mo Yong fell silent, Yan Ruoruo's bright eyes gradually dimmed, and her ears and tail drooped down in disappointment.
In an instant, Mo Yong's heart felt as if it had been stung by a white jade bee, both painful and bitter. It was just tying a bow...
"Okay, Daddy will tie a bow for you!"
That's what he said, but he had never actually tied a bow before, so he secretly gave Tinglan the order to do it right away.
Tinglan had a new understanding of Ruoruo's favoritism, and felt a little annoyed. She could only lower her head and pretend to tidy up the soft cushion, slowing down her movements as she tied a bow on the cushion.
Mo Yong followed Ting Lan's actions and tied a slightly crooked bow around Yan Ruoruo's neck, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Daddy, you have to tie the very tip of the tail too, Mommy loves it when Ruoruo wears a bow like this." Yan Ruoruo didn't know that she had made things difficult for Mo Yong, and she still wagged her little tail and made a request.
After tying the bow, Mo Yong watched his daughter's little tail with the bow swaying in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch the tip of the kitten's tail.
“Your mother’s judgment is always good.”
Holding his beautifully dressed daughter, Mo Yong suddenly felt a strange sense of accomplishment!
The fairy attendant glanced at Ruoruo and was so charmed by the little tail with the bow swaying up and down that her heart fluttered.
They also wanted to pinch the tip of the tail.
Tinglan was filled with resentment. Mo Yong doted on Yan Ruoruo so much that he probably wouldn't let her return to Taiji Palace.
She had finally climbed to the position of Chief Celestial Official in the Taiji Hall, but now she had nothing left.
How can being Ruoruo's chief celestial official compare to being the chief celestial official of a deity?
The immortals would treat her with more respect because she was close to Mo Yong, but what use is a celestial official who is just a minor prince?
She needs to find a way to get back to the Taiji Hall.
Along the way, Yan Ruoruo looked around the palace with curiosity, not noticing Mo Yong's unusual silence.
Entering the side hall of Mo Yong's palace, Yan Ruoruo finally saw her mother.
But unlike what she had imagined, her mother did not pick her up with a smile, kiss her head, or praise her as before.
Instead, he was sealed inside a huge piece of spirit jade with his eyes closed and his face pale, just like lying in a coffin.
Ruoruo's anticipation, nervousness, and excitement plummeted to rock bottom in an instant.
Her voice trembled: "Mother...is she dead?"
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