After being stunned for a moment, Duan Yue then protested both in amusement and exasperation, “You still haven’t said my name.”
Mo Lian: …
On the side, Situ Yi broke out in laughter. “Don’t be silly, it’s already been said that she doesn’t recognize you. Crown Prince Mo, do you know why Little Junior Sister doesn’t recognize us? When can she return to normal?”
“Is there a need to ask? It must be the shenanigans of that punk from Beijing Manor.” Duan Yue declared conclusively, “He must have wanted to bring the little fellow back to Beijing Manor and hide her there, but who knew that he would encounter us halfway.”
“No way, right.” Situ Yi rambled.
Mo Lian and Duan Yue didn’t pay attention to him because they both just so happened to believe that this was the case…
Although no matter how intelligent these two were, they absolutely wouldn’t have reckoned that Miss Qiao ended up like this because she had courted disaster.
“Alright, Qiaoqiao, let’s go home first.” Mo Lian bent down and gave her his hand.
Qiao Mu looked at him seriously and corrected, “Cultivate.”
“Right, right, right. Cultivate, we’ll go home to cultivate.” Mo Lian nodded, beckoning to her with a beaming smile.
It was only then that Qiao Mu put her hand into his, and the next instant, she felt her body turning light. She had settled on top of a horse, nestled in his embrace.
“Cultivate what?” Duan Yue looked at this little fellow in confusion.
How did he not know that Qiaoqiao was that diligent?
There’s a ton of stuff that you don’t know!
The crown prince gave him a gaze that said “mull it over yourself.”
He then praised his darling promptly, “Our Qiaoqiao has been so incredibly diligent lately! Do you know that her current cultivation is almost about to overtake her Senior Brother Situ’s?”
Situ Yi snuck a glance at Qiao Mu with widened eyes. “Little Junior Sister, how amazing are you!”
Darling Qiao understood the word “amazing,” so she gave Situ Yi a prideful look as she nodded her head.
Situ Yi then pointed at Qiao Mu with a smile, bragging, “Look, Little Junior Sister is paying attention to me.”
You clown…
Both Mo Lian and Duan Yue simply rolled their eyes at him.
“Prepare two horses for them.” Mo Lian turned to instruct Shi Zhong.
Shi Zhong immediately complied with cupped fists. He promptly ordered two of his cavalrymen to dismount and lead their horses over to those two mermaids.
The two mermaids hurriedly flipped onto the horses. They then gripped the reins with both hands as they stole a glance at Qiao Mu.
“What are you looking at, keep up!” Qiao Mu snapped at the two irritably.
Seeing them made her flare up! Wimps! …
The two girls shuddered before obediently following along.
When Nian Chong saw this, he quickly stood up and shouted, “Please wait!”
“Nian Chong.” Old Jia tugged at him, but he couldn’t stop his rash temper.
*Crack!* A green vine shot out from Qiao Mu’s sleeve, whipping Nian Chong’s shoulder without room for objection.
This sudden change caused everyone to look up at her in astonishment.
“Audacious!” Qiao Mu berated with a frosty expression.
“The crown prince consort will take in these two girls. Do you have any objections?” Mo Lian’s tepid gaze swept across the people present.
The Vassal Prince of An’nan’s military officers simultaneously lowered their heads from this overbearing pressure. How would they dare to still speak up and object?
Crown Prince Consort? She was that heartless and vicious crown prince consort?
Wrath flitted across Nian Chong’s eyes as he recalled what the Vassal King Consort of An’nan had once told him.
His elder brother, Nian Kui, seemed to have died brutally by this crown prince consort’s hand.
