C741 Gift for the Emperor

"Mm. But I'm not as good as Zhu'er."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you're the one who did it," Nangong Baihe blurted out.

Song Mo smiled, "Alright."

The corner of Zhu Er's mouth twitched.

"Your majesty, I'm a little thirsty now, and it's inconvenient for me to get up. Can you help me fill a bowl of soup?" Song Mo said again.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked