2667 Not Dead?
Mo Liusheng, who was sitting on the dragon throne, couldn’t help but massage his temples when he saw his son’s unsightly behavior.
Hu Dequan, who was standing on the side, promptly shuffled forward when he saw this. He took out a tiny purple-gold cauldron from his sleeve and presented it to the Emperor with both hands.
Mo Liusheng nodded.
Hu Dequan lifted the lid of the small cauldron and brought it close to the emperor for him to inhale.
Qiao Mu cast an indifferent glance in that direction.
A faint scent wafted into her nose, causing her to involuntarily knit her brows.
With a flick of her finger, a faint dicinal fragrance wafted forth, imdiately sweeping away that faint scent.
She didn’t like getting tainted by weird slls.
Mo Lian paused as he held her hand. He looked up at his father, who was sitting on the throne.
By this ti, Hu Dequan had already put away that small purple-gold cauldron. The emperor’s expression also seed to have improved, and he stopped massaging his head.
The young couple silently exchanged glances before involuntarily turning to look at Hu Dequan.
The latter’s entire body stiffened from the two people’s sharp gazes, and he couldn’t resist balling up the chubby paws in his sleeves.
What, what just happened?
Why were the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince Consort looking at him with such penetrating gazes?
Hu Dequan felt an inexplicable fear.
This entire ti, these two masters had truly been freaking him out of his wits.
Right now, he was hell-bent on befriending the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince Consort, so how would he dare to offend them?
He was even more confused right now.
But fortunately, the young couple imdiately retracted their gazes after taking a few glances at him.
The principal guardian of the Lunisolar Shrine stepped forward and saluted the young crown prince consort. “Your Highness the Crown Prince Consort, this humble one is Wen Quan, the principal guardian of the Lunisolar Shrine.”
Qiao Mu instantly understood why the Crown Prince wanted to bring her to the Qianyuan Audience Hall.
The principal guardian Wen Quan continued, “Crown Prince Consort, please allow to give you an apology. I deeply apologize on behalf of my shrine’s Holy Daughter for her impetuous words toward you previously.”
“Right now, the Holy Daughter has already received the punishnt she deserves. Do you think you can…”
“She’s not dead?” Qiao Mu turned to look at the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince shook his head. He continued her train of thought and asked, “Do you want her to die?”
Qiao Mu nodded. “Yeah, she can die.”
Everybody was instantly at a loss for words. They furtively looked up at that savage young couple.
What kind of godly display was this?
Wasn’t the other party apologizing to her and begging her to let the Holy Daughter off?
But this…
The crown prince consort suddenly saying “yeah, she can die” with a poker face caused everyone present to shiver all over!
Why did this scene suddenly seem a bit comical?
It was clearly supposed to be an extrely tragic matter, but the crown prince consort’s frank words made them both amused and exasperated.
The principal guardian Wen Quan was dazed for about three seconds before hastily saying, “Crown Prince Consort, no, you…”
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao extended her petite palm and gestured for him to shut up.
Crown Prince Mo lowered his eyes and suppressed his bellyful of laughter.
“Nie Yaoguang started spreading rumors upon entering the capital, calling a catastrophe!” Qiao Mu said dryly, “She must have long been prepared to die before saying this.”
Everyone: …
We actually don’t know how to respond to this!
Seeing that she truly looked like she was absolutely going to kill Nie Yaoguang, Wen Quan couldn’t help but beco anxious.
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