Although his build and face were different, he vaguely felt that the aura around this eunuch was oddly familiar.
Afraid that he might recognize him, Su Qiao gently nudged him. "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. I'll go check on Consort Wan first. I'll come back later."
Perhaps she was the only child he would ever have, so Jin Moli had no choice but to take it seriously.
Although he still didn't really want to see Gu Wanting.
Watching Jin Moli's retreating back, 444 began to worry.
Host, could Jin Moli have become suspicious?
Su Qiao turned around and carefully examined Jin Canghan from head to toe.
"He should be fine for the time being."
Aside from being about the same height, neither his face nor his build was similar.
If there was anything alike about them, it was probably the aura they gave off.
Perhaps because he had spent so many years in the Underground Palace, Jin Canghan carried a quiet, gloomy chill about him.
Of course, ever since he disguised himself as a eunuch and came to her side, he had become much more cheerful. He still didn't talk much, but the aura around him was no longer cold and oppressive, and his dark eyes always held a hint of hope for the future.
Jin Canghan clenched his fists in frustration. "You... How could you..."
Su Qiao looked innocent. "What's wrong?"
Jin Canghan suddenly remembered that she had no idea Jin Moli wasn't him. She was only suspicious.
"I... I'm fine."
Looking dejected, Jin Canghan lowered his head and walked out of the inner hall.
He was angry at himself for being useless and cowardly—for still not daring to tell her the truth.
Perhaps... perhaps even if she learned the truth, learned that he was the emperor's younger