2529 Is the Fake Going?


    Mo Lian waspletely aplished at roasting and cooking food now.


    Something as simple as roasting sweet potato was naturally a familiar cooking method.


    He just need to watch the fire. After putting the sweet potatoes on the stove, he just needed to flip them over in a bit.


    “What were you looking at just now?” Qiaoqiao asked curiously.


    She reached to grab the materials he set to the side. “Oh, is it about Situ Yi and them? They really went to Fire-Tempering City?”


    “Mhm, half went to Fire-Tempering City and half went to Icebound City. It was quite a coincidence, but it’s also rted to their excellent aptitudes too.”


    Qiao Mu nodded her petite head. Herpanions’ aptitudes were naturally excellent.


    If they had been born and raised in a ce rich with spiritual energy like the Divine Province, they would have probably long broken through the grand spiritual cultivator stage by now, but they hade here more than half a year before her. They wouldn’t be grand mystic cultivator greenhorns anymore.


    Qiao Mu could not help but anticipate seeing the fruits of herpanions’ swift increase in cultivation once they met again.


    “Huh, it’s not about Situ Yi and them.” Qiao Mu randomly picked up a report about ‘Mu Qiao returning’ and stared at it incredulously for a while.


    “An impostor got brought back to the Mu n.” Mo Lian scoffed. He pulled the report out of Qiao Mu’s hands and carelessly tossed it aside.


    “The Mu n is such arge n. They definitely know whether someone is of their bloodline. It’s impossible to so easily confuse it, unless…”


    “Unless their muddleheaded family head himself also does not wish for me to go back. He would rather deceive himself as well as others by keeping a fake.” Qiao Mu curled her lips coldly. “Speaking of which, I don’t care about that lousy Mu n either.”


    “However, I should take back what is mine.” Qiao Mu looked up at the crown prince and muttered in his ear.


    Mo Lian nodded while listening to her. “After several days when the old man recognizes you, I’ll have him write it when we meet. Don’t worry. It won’t take too long before the old man yields.”


    Qiao Mu blinked herrge eyes. She nodded and said, “Okay.”


    After chatting and cuddling for a while longer, Mo Lian turned up the me and finished roasted the sweet potatoes.


    The young couple was peeling the sweet potatoes and feeding each other when Zhao Tengdong announced respectfully outside, “Reporting to the crown prince and the crown prince consort. Madam Zhongli has sent a invitation to a plum-blossom viewing banquet.”


    As Qiao Mu nibbled on the soft and sweet sweet potato, she asked curiously, “Who?”


    Mo Lian was indifferent. “Great General Zhongli’s wife. She is fond of merriment and will asionally host banquets inviting nobledies. Don’t go if you don’t want to. We don’t need to heighten her prestige.”


    Qiao Mu shifted her eyes around. “Say, will that impostor go?”


    Mo Lian was startled. He had scanned through the detailed report and naturally knew that an unknown person had violently beat up the impostor that night she returned to the Mu n. As a result, she truly didn’t have a chance toe out even aftering back for so many days. She had been recuperating at home every day.


    Of course, there was no need for Qiaoqiao to know that Eldest Qin had beat up that impostor for her sake!


    Humph, there was no need for him to make a move.


    “Logically speaking, that impostor should be attending the plum-blossom viewing banquet tomorrow.” Mo Lian concurred with a nod.


    Didn’t that Concubine Shi bring the impostor back to the Mu n to stir up trouble?