1381 Quelling Violence with Violence

Eldest Prince Consort Shu Quan also did not expect the situation to become so irreversible.

By the time she recovered her wits, the people beside her reported anxiously, "It is bad, Prince Consort, we got separated from Fourth Miss in the crowd."

"How, how did that happen?" Shu Quan's face paled instantly, and her body teetered. "Quick, go find her quickly!"

Even if Shu Quan had the heart to dispatch half of her eight guards to find Shu Hui, they were unable to squeeze their way out of this sea of people to start their search.

In reality, she had long told this fourth younger sister to not come along for the fun.

After all, Xiluo Street truly was too turbulent at times. She was afraid that she would be unable to protect her fourth younger sister should this kind of situation occur.

At that time, her mother would be the first to not let her off.

"Prince Consort, do not worry. Perhaps the fourth miss is fine. We are not able to make our way out right now. We will go when the crowd disperses a bit."

Even so, Shu Quan's face was still pale. She recalled how at the beginning, the line had still maintained good order. Each person left jubilantly after getting their portion of rice.

But as the waiting time grew longer and longer, some burly men in the back of the line started clamoring in impatience.

A fine rice distribution ended up escalating into an intense riot. The most pitiful thing was that those impoverished commoners without the strength to truss a chicken could escape disaster if they fled fast enough, while those who were slow got punched with fists that had no eyes.

In her anxiousness, two thousand royal guards had come with the crown prince and crown prince consort.

They immediately took control of the chaotic scene upon arrival.

"Your Highness? Your Highness!!" Eldest Prince Consort Shu Quan shouted in surprise.

Xi'er and the rest also yelled excitedly, "His Highness has come. It is His Highness, His Highness has come!"

"We're saved, it's great."

The two thousand elites were so disciplined that their performance was astonishing.

It only took a short while for them to completely restrain the thirty to fifty burly men who were making trouble.

Speaking of which, most of those burly men were normal people and were merely a bit stronger than an ordinary person.

It was truly too easy for two thousand disciplined royal guards to handle them.

One of the gang leaders who put up the fiercest resistance seized a woman in front of Mo Lian and was about to punch her nefariously.

In his rage, Mo Lian galloped over while drawing his Raven Moon sword. With a horizontal slash, that man died on the spot.

This bloody development intimidated everyone. Meanwhile, Shu Quan was even more unlucky as she was coincidentally standing to the left of the gang leader and got sprayed in the face by his blood.

Shu Quan staggered, screaming while covering her face with her hands.

When Mo Lian heard this familiar voice, he steered his horse around and trotted through the crowd.

Qiao Mu was sitting in front of him, and her curious gaze landed on the eldest prince consort Shu Quan. She recognized this woman, who seemingly was Mo Lian's eldest sister-in-law.

Mo Lian creased his brows. Could it be that this random riot was the result of these several women's handiwork?

"Go ask them what happened." Mo Lian spoke coldly, sweeping a glance at Huifeng and the rest.

A group of royal guards went up to push the common people to the sides, emptying out a path that allowed two horses to pass through abreast of each other.

Huifeng and them flitted forward rapidly and questioned several commoners closely.

Although the unlucky common people had suffered a bad scare, they were still able to retell what had happened while stammering. Soon, Mo Lian was able to grasp the entire situation.

Shu Quan had regained her senses by this time, and she quickly squeezed past the guards encircling her and shouted, "Your Highness."