2212 Can't Take It!

He had already discovered when he entered the pigpen that he couldn't muster up a single bit of spiritual energy. Let alone jumping up, even running away became difficult.

Mo Kun was fearful. At that moment, he felt so miniscule in the world, weak like a tiny ant. It was like the other party could crush him with just a stomp.

"Little, Little Cousin-in-Law, I-I was wrong. I know my mistake. C-Can you not make things difficult for me. I, I will not send Cousin beauties anymore." Mo Kun bawled as he looked at Qiao Mu in terror.

Anyone who sent the crown prince beauties after this were just blind fools!

What kind of shrew did the crown prince marry!?

Look, he had only sent over a dozen beauties, yet she couldn't tolerate them?

"Shut up!" Qiao Mu smacked his shoulder gruffly.

That guy immediately sprawled on the ground with a flump.

Qiao Mu grabbed his arm and yanked hard.

Mo Kun screeched like a pig getting butchered. His arm got twisted backwards and raised high up. It hurt so badly.

"What are you screaming for?" Qiao Mu smacked the back of his neck irritatedly. "Shut up."

Mo Kun quieted down. He sniffled, only wanting to go back home and cry while hugging his dad.

This wife that the crown prince had married was too fierce. Which man could stomach her temper?

"Arm, arm is, arm is breaking, it's breaking. Crown Prince Consort, it's breaking, breaking. Wuwu."

Mo Kun felt like his arm no longer belonged to him. The pain from getting his arm twisted behind him kept coursing through his body.

Qiao Mu gripped Mo Kun's arm and shook it hard.

*Clunk!*

A small box suddenly fell to the ground from Mo Kun's sleeve.

Qiao Mu kicked that box up, and it landed in her hand.

"Ah, th-this is… Crown Prince Consort, you can't snatch my?"

*Slap!* Qiao Mu swept her sleeve across his face without a word. Mo Kun fell down headfirst.

Qiao Mu tossed the box in the air and looked at the person sprawled on the ground with contempt. "You can make trouble for me anytime, but… you had best be prepared to have your lifespan shortened."

The little fellow threw the box into her inner world. She gave a snort and walked back to the crown prince without looking back.

Mo Lian took her petite hand helplessly. "What is inside that box?"

Just now, the little fellow had pulled him back halfway. It turned out that the reason was for this box in Mo Kun's sleeve.

"Qiuqiu says that this is the seed of snow ginseng fruit." The little fellow glanced down at Mo Kun. She then looked up at Mo Kun and said, "I'll plant it for you to eat."

Mo Lian nodded. "Is it good?"

"Mhm." Miss Qiao nodded. "It tastes better than winter fruit. Eating it on a regular basis can increase normal people's lifespans. When we go back home during Grandmother's birthday, I'll give it to her then!"

"Okay." Mo Lian caressed her petite head with a smile.

The young couple held hands and left for real this time.

On the side, Zhang Wuxiang was emotional. She was just about to make a move when Wu Jinyi, who had been keeping an eye on her, pulled her back.

Wu Jinyi lectured Zhang Wuxiang under his breath. "What are you doing?"

"This b*tch killed my mom. Should I not kill her for revenge?"