My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Nine hundred and thirty-two

　　 As the most intimate maid around the saint, the woman in the green dress is obviously completely sluggish.

　　 isn't it?

　　 Does the princess have a problem with his mind?

　　 If a normal person is exposed to being contaminated with a public enemy cult, he will definitely explain it.

　　孰料……

　　 This one didn't even explain at all.

　　 not only that, but even directly and openly provoked Zhaoguang, speaking such cruel words to their saints.

　　 Is this the response of a normal person?

　　 This is too presumptuous to live, right? Do you ignore the thoughts of everyone present at all?

　　 "You." Saint Zhaoguang didn't seem to expect the little prince to be such a strange reaction. After a few seconds, she subconsciously took a step back.

　　 She looked at the princess with facial paralysis warily, "You, how are you doing?"

　　 "I have already given you a choice, haven't you?"

　　 "Wow!" Qiao Mu flew out, kicked out the sandalwood bench in front of him, and slammed into the face of Saint Zhaoguang.

　　 The saint was taken aback and turned around to avoid her.

　　 But the moment she turned around, she was stunned on the spot.

　　 For no reason, the princess with small facial paralysis who just stood behind her and kicked the stool, appeared in front of her at this moment.

　　 She was standing behind her just now!

　　 The saint hurriedly looked back and saw that the little prince was no longer seen in the original position.

　　 teleport, this prince can teleport? Saint Zhaoguang was shocked.

　　 The distance between the two was so close that she shrank back subconsciously in fright.

　　 Only her head shrank a step, and the princess pinched her neck with five fingers.

　　 Apparently, there is a stance of squeezing her neck off.

　　 "Don't mess around." Saint Zhaoguang screamed, and quickly put a defensive cover on herself.

　　 The five fingers of the little princess suddenly passed through her defensive cover.

　　 Everyone can see clearly.

　　 The five slender fingers of Princess 　　 really penetrated through the defensive shield of the Saintess of Zhaoguang.

　　 Her five fingers were about to grab the opponent's throat, but she saw a strong force coming from behind.

　　 Zhao Guangshen was involuntarily pulled back by a violent force, crashing to the ground, and rolling back several times before barely stabilizing his figure.

　　 Qiao Mu turned around and saw a cold-faced middle-aged woman standing in front of her, with her arms around her, looking at herself coldly.

　　 "Aunt Fei, are you crazy to our saint like this?" The woman in the green skirt couldn't stop screaming, and quickly rushed forward, helping the saint Zhaoguang to get up.

　　 This Zhaoguang was dragged back by the middle-aged woman, and fell heavily to the ground.

　　 just knocked to the waist. At this moment, the close-fitting maid Han Su helped to get up, and the whole face was a little distorted with pain.

　　 Aunt Fei said coldly, "If I don't take action, the saint is already dead now."

　　"Supper."

　　 "Supper!"

　　 "Erase all, don't worry about killing." Qiao Mu said coldly.

　　 Everyone felt that the head of the heart had been beaten heavily by a huge hammer, and they couldn't help but shrink their necks.

　　My mother, this is the end of the visit to provoke the little princess.

　　 The little princess is the kind of lord who may be mad and mutated at any time, so I can’t provoke you...

　　 "Princess, please wait a moment." The middle-aged woman Fei Gu hurriedly said.

　　"You Zhaoguang is in charge of everything, but you dare to control our princess, you can't blame anyone for your own death!"

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