My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 913 2.349 Prince's Concubine

Good way, is there such a short rampage of your eyes?

This is in the palace. Which room's niece is so aggressive and can still live so long?

So closed eyes were long dead by the concubines.

It was a terrible thing at first glance, and still trying to lie to her?

Jorin also pouted with an unhappy expression.

With her intelligence, she can see that this matter is quite strange, not to mention her so shrewd and keen sister.

The little palace girl was pale and frightened, and kept peeping at Qiaomu's expression.

When he heard the arrogant shouting, the whole person collapsed to the ground.

Zheng San, who was also a little pale, looked aside.

She didn't expect that the princess was so ruthless, and she said she was going to dispose of the maid, and did not follow the rules at all, it was simply terrible.

When Lightning and another person suddenly appeared, they scared the ladies.

Watching as the two dark guards dragged people away, there was a terrible cry from the palace girl, and Miss Zheng San heard her face pale.

Qiao Mu caressed the dirt on his skirt and looked at Zheng San coldly. "Did you ask me to have tea?"

Zheng San tightly squeezed a corner of the skirt, nodding frequently and trembling, "Yes, yes. Come here, prepare tea."

The tea was quickly prepared again.

At this point Xu Mingzhu had some hair in her heart. She always felt that it would not be a good thing for the concubine to stay suddenly. She said that she would not drink tea before.

Qiao Mu sat in front of a few people with harsh eyes, forcing some girls to dare to sit down, one after another dare not come out, and stood upright in front of her.

She lifted up the tea cup slowly, smelled the smell, and said lightly, "Good snow bud tea, it looks really good."

"The princess is happy if she likes it." Ms. Zheng San relieved slightly and bowed respectfully.

"Come here." Qiao Mu raised his head suddenly, and raised a small hand at Zheng San. "This cup of tea is for you."

Miss Zheng San was so frightened that she walked backwards instead of going forward.

Qiaomu looked at her coldly. "A guilty conscience looks like you've done something wrong. Did you add something to this cup of tea?"

Miss Zheng San shook her head in a panic. "No, no. How can a little girl dare to do something to concubine the Crown Prince?"

Qiaomu nodded, "That's worrying, I've moved my hands in this tea."

"What if I want you to drink now?" Qiao Mu's cold eyes stared deeply at the cold sweat in front of Miss Zheng San.

Raising her chin gently, the peony immediately came out from behind her, took the tea cup in her hand, strode forward, and politely reached out and caught Miss Zheng San's cheek, pressing her back Then, the waist was slightly folded.

"Prince, you don't want to shame your face!" Shaoya gave a cold drink and poured the cup of hot tea directly from Miss Zheng San's mouth.

"Well." Zheng San, who was suffering from pain in his cheeks, was frightened and resisted. He was forced to pour more than half a cup of tea and sprinkled his face.

"Slap!" The tea cup rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

Ms. San stepped awkwardly, and sat down on the ground with a slump, and tea came out of her mouth. She was very stupid and half-bently bent, "kekekeke", as if desperately trying to spit out the tea.

(End of this chapter)