My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 930

"I'm fine," Qiao Mu said indignantly. "I blasted Zheng Ru into the sky, but those rumors still target you."

She had already inquired from Lightning.

The first suspect in King Zhao Hou's mind was Prince Mo.

Therefore, they did not continue to investigate, because they were afraid that they could find their baby son on the head, so that they could not leave the stage at all.

Merlin smiled, and Jojo holding him shook. "It's okay! I'll cook for Jojo and be happy."

Qiao Mu turned his head and gave him a white look, so what's the point of her running in the dark wind to Zheng Ru?

"Why didn't they think I did it?" Baby Qiao didn't agree, and reached out and patted his chest. "I'm a big amulet master! The three explosive charms I lost to Zheng Ru, but advanced explosions Fire rune. "

Otherwise, it would not be possible to blow Zheng Ru directly into the sky.

Mrs. Mo laughed with amused expression, "Maybe it's because you don't look like a senior charmer."

Blame her for being too low-key, Qiaomu thought.

"Although your father is not stubborn." Qiaomu glanced at Molian, stretched out his hand and squeezed it on his face. "But for you, that's really good. For your sake, forget it."

Don't bother to talk about that old mess. Forget it! There are a lot of adults, so she no longer cares about the old confused king.

Mo Lian's heart was inexplicable, and she quietly stared at Qiao Mu's eyes for a long time before she said softly, "Qiao Qiao, don't you be too wronged for me, okay?"

"I am your husband, so I will shield you from the wind and all obstacles."

Qiao Mu straightened his back and stretched out a small fist, "I'm your lady, and I can shield you from the wind and rain!"

Molian couldn't help laughing, bowing her head to her soft little face and kissing hard, "Mother."

"Why?"

"Mother-girl, girl-mother!" Molian yelled several times, her voice low and humbling.

The little guy shouted until his face turned red, and his heart went up and down, to see him annoying.

"Don't come here!" Qiaomu saw his thin lips close to him, hurriedly reached out a hand, and covered his mouth hard.

The other hand patted **** his chest, as if to quickly stabilize the heart.

Can you stop talking, and feel that her heart is almost coming out of her chest, how to crack it?

Mo Lian laughed loudly, bending her elegant and slender neck, and a strand of black hair, brushing her eyebrows and itching.

"Now eat quickly, or you will be cold if you don't eat anymore." The prince dragged her little hand, said nothing, twisted a plum-shaped pastry and stuffed it into the little open mouth of the little one.

"Next time I'll have sika-shaped pastries."

"it is good."

"It's also bear-shaped!" She deliberately made things difficult.

"no problem!"

Paeonia: ...

Your culinary skills will become better and better under the lash of the lady!

In front of Weiyuan Houfu.

A fat girl of twenty-six years, with a fat body, wobbled her body and stepped on the steps of Qiaofu step by step.

"Who are you?" The goalkeeper immediately placed her gaze on her and asked warily.

"Joe ... Girl Joe ..." The fat girl swayed to the gate of Qiao's house one step at a time, fell down without warning, and banged on the door with a bang.

"Well? Who the **** are you!"

(End of this chapter)