"Give?"
Jin Moli was somewhat shocked and could not help falling into deep thought.
Between him and Consort Wan, he had always been the one pursuing her and giving, while Consort Wan had rarely responded or reciprocated.
Could this mean... she truly doesn't love me at all?
Jin Moli actually had no answer at that moment, nor did he have his former blind confidence.
Especially after comparing it with how Su Qiao treated him, he felt even more that Consort Wan, who had always been cold and indifferent toward him, had no real feelings for him at all.
He rose absentmindedly. "Qiao'er, you have truly made Me look at you in a new light! Then tonight, I can only do as Qiao'er wishes."
Jin Moli had indeed wavered and begun to doubt himself. Su Qiao mentally cheered, Yes!
"Chunyu, bring over the cloak I made for His Majesty."
Su Qiao decided to add another dose of medicine.
Chunyu hurried into the inner room and brought out a black cloak embroidered with golden auspicious clouds.
Su Qiao smiled and personally helped Jin Moli put it on.
"Your Majesty, it's still a little cold in the mornings and evenings at the end of spring. Qiao'er made you a thinner cloak. Please put it on."
Jin Moli was genuinely moved.
The smile on his face became much more natural, and the expression in his eyes became much more sincere.
Touching the finely stitched cloud patterns on the cloak, he sighed emotionally, "I never expected Qiao'er's needlework to be so good as well."
Su Qiao showed not the slightest trace of smugness. She merely smiled considerately and said, "I was pressed for time this time, so it turned out a little rough. Next time, Your Majesty, I'll make you an even better one."
Heh,