Jiang Ning always felt that the Emperor's words had hidden meanings.
Before she could think carefully, the Emperor drawled out, "Now is the cold season, the children are young, don't take them outside all the time."
"I will bear this in mind," she replied.
Jiang Ning touched the box in her hand and said, "This is a piece of text embroidered by my mother, a gift for the Emperor."
Upon hearing that the gift was from Lin Zizi, the Emperor instinctively straightened his back, eyes glued to the box and asked, "What gift is your mother giving me on such a normal day?"
"Originally, my mother planned to present it to the Emperor during the Lantern Festival, but..." Jiang Ning intentionally paused before continuing, "There is no snow this year, which means there will be drought next year. It might not be appropriate for the royal family to hold the Lantern Festival Banquet. I'm afraid there won't be a chance to offer it to you, so she asked me to bring it."
"Humph, nonsense!"