Mo Qi had already been driven to the brink by the little monster. He couldn't hit him, couldn't scold him; all he could do was coddle him, and even that was ineffective. The moment he showed the slightest impatience, not to mention losing any dignity as a master, Shan Bao beside him would bare his teeth, sharpen his claws, and look ready to devour him as a side dish to his drinks.
He handed a bowl of hot soup to Su Yingxue's hands, "Your Majesty, I have truly tried my best! During these few days while you and the emperor were away, your servant has lost three jin!"
Su Yingxue glanced at Mo Qi's face, "You really did lose weight! You looked good with a bit of flesh on you! Now that you've slimmed down, your face has sunken in."
"What?! My face has sunken in?" Mo Qi immediately touched his face nervously, "I hope I still look handsome and good-looking."
Gosh, that would be terrifying!
