2210 Are You Still Going to Give Gifts to His Highness?
He had hung himself on the gate and kept trying to tuck in his legs.
At this time, he sensed the group of hogs making circles beneath his feet. It was as if he lowered his feet any more, those hogs would be able to gnaw on his legs.
It was too horrifying!
Mo Kun shouted while crying, "Let me out, Little Cousin-in-Law, what did I do wrong for you to do this to me! Let me out."
Qiao Mu flared up when she heard this. "You mean that you don't like my return gift?"
Mo Kun was just about to nod when he glimpsed Qiao Mu's chilly gaze. His heart trembled as he quickly shook his head furiously. "I like it, I like it! Ah no, no! I-I, Little Cousin-in-Law. Wuah…"
Mo Kun was crying. He kept trying to bring his other leg up onto the gate by stomping against the floor. He was terror-stricken, and his face had turned ghastly pale.
Qiao Mu swept him a cold glance and asked him dryly, "Are you still going to give gifts to the crown prince?"
"No, I won't, I won't!" Mo Kun had long pissed his pants.
Never mind giving gifts, he wasn't going to give anything! Did he still dare? Wasn't it just giving His Highness the Crown Prince a group of seductive beauties? Yet the crown prince consort gave him a group of sows as a return gift.
This gift was truly novel. Compared to other people's return gifts… it was truly of a completely different manner!
Qiao Mu nodded when she heard this. She glanced at the guard next to her and took out a thin piece of paper from her inner world. "Have him sign it."
That guard twitched his mouth. He hastily took the paper and brush and strode up to Mo Kun, who was sprawled on the fence.
He handed both the paper and brush to Mo Kun.
Mo Kun was not in the state of mind to read through the piece of paper. He hastily signed it and wailed tearfully, "Little Cousin-in-Law, Crown Prince Consort, Crown Prince Consort quickly let me go, Crown Prince Consort."
He had promised her everything and signed his name. He had even apologized, so what did this devilish crown prince consort still want?
Why wasn't she letting him go!?
Qiao Mu examined the paper he had signed and gave a nod. She shook the thin piece of paper in the air.
"Remember what you signed." Qiao Mu spoke coldly, "If people still plan to give this and that to the crown prince in the future, this crown prince consort guarantees that your return gifts will definitely satisfy you immensely."
Everyone: !
So the crown prince consort was taking out her anger on the Vassal Prince of Jianping?
After saying this, Qiao Mu turned around and trotted back to Mo Lian.
Mo Lian grasped her petite hand with a smile, and he headed outside. "Are you happy now, Qiaoqiao?"
If he didn't let this little fellow vent, he would be the one to suffer!
Thank the heavens that there was the Vassal Prince of Jianping. The little fellow should be feeling better now!
Sure enough, Qiao Mu's expression had eased up. She reluctantly nodded. "He's so weak that I don't even have the desire to lecture him."
The crown prince: …
The steward and servants dared not stop the two of them from walking out. After waiting for them to walk further away, the steward then tearfully called for Ah-Biao to rescue their master from the fence.
By this time, the Vassal Prince of Jianping was lying limp on the ground. Both legs were shaking nonstop, and he had wet his pants…
Our dear Dunzhu was at a loss for words after watching this drama.
The little lady was sure savage. Look at how much she freaked out the Vassal Prince of Jianping. As part of the peanut gallery, he found the thrill of watching quite addicting!
