My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One thousand one hundred and thirty-seventh
Her heart was like a stormy sea, turning her head back to His Royal Highness in horror.
fingers clasped the door frame tightly, and then he didn't fall to the ground embarrassedly.
It turns out that His Royal Highness is already so dissatisfied with the Royal Palace of Zheng!
Does he not want to tolerate the Royal Palace for a moment?
Princess Zheng brushed a bit of bitterness on her lips. Seeing that the prince couple stopped paying attention to them, they hurriedly turned around and left.
A cold light flashed through the eyes of the prince , he glanced at the direction of Princess Zheng's departure, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the Shi family can't find a sensible person."
Qiao Mu pursed the corners of his mouth, and stuffed the little dumpling into Mo Lin's arms, "There is another fragrance on that woman, I smell like Mrs. Guoan's handwriting."
The prince held the young wife’s hand, tightened slightly, a sharp look flashed across his eyes, "You mean, the old Guoan guy is about to move and feel uneasy?"
Since Du Chunjiang and his entourage, Guoan has kept himself a lot safer and will never make provocations for no reason and trouble the little princess.
What's wrong, now she's back again?
, too, Guoan now relies on the blessing of the grandfather outside the glorious city, and visits the sisters every day in the name of visiting the sisters, and from time to time to find the empress empress to renew her old days, it has brought back a lot of good reputation for her.
The prince thought of this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Guoan, that idiot, if she doesn't want to live a comfortable life, let her keep busy.
Qiao Mu saw his face cold, and couldn't help pulling his hand. "I just think the powder on Su Xitao's body is a bit familiar, and it may not be Mrs. Guoan."
, she is too lazy to smell the strong smell of inferior powder.
"This matter is still quite strange." Qiaomu took Mo Lin's hand and said softly, "I think Su Xitao is stupid, it really seems to be calculated."
I just don’t know, who actually calculated her.
Molin, who just wants results and is too lazy to question the process, curled his lips and said, "Follow him."
"Anyway, there are all human and physical evidences. The poisonous powder poisonous insects found on Su Xitao's body can be used to formulate basic mutation liquid medicine. It can be seen that the palace of the Zheng Dynasty is greatly related to the fortune of heaven."
The order he had just given to You Ba and Xiao Ye was to take people to arrest all of the Royal Palace of Zheng, and if there is resistance, they will be killed.
Well, don't ask why they are so cruel. The question is that they shouldn't do anything wrong, and want to poison his wife. This incident has touched his deepest bottom line. It is unbearable.
"Will this embarrass my mother?" Master Qiao Qiao glanced at his husband and asked in a low voice.
"What can be difficult!" Mo Lin snorted, "You must be responsible for yourself if you do something wrong. Brother Zheng has failed his mother's trust in him, and his mother's painstaking efforts. I want him to do it. This pays the corresponding price."
Qiao Mu sighed, knowing that this guy is hard-hearted, and persuasion is useless.
What's more, it was Su Xitao who wanted to calculate the two of them, and Mo Lin must be intolerable.
"I asked Su Xitao to be temporarily thrown into the prison of the Ministry of Justice."
Mo Lin frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Don’t worry about that much. I can handle the next thing. You still need to recuperate more recently, let me Don't worry."
Qiao Mu reluctantly points his head for the difficulty, and muttered, "I am very curious now, who actually pitted the Royal Palace of Zheng."
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