My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: One hundred and twelfth

The situation is imagined to be more serious, so Moline does not intend to hide from her mother, and tell her mother what happened on Hui Shilu.

When the prince came back to the city so dangerously, Queen Zhao's face turned pale in fright, and she grabbed the prince's hand and asked, "Are there any injuries?"

"Mother rest assured, the son is not hurt." Prince Mo comforted, "As for the source of this matter, the son has ordered Yusu to investigate, but now it seems that it should be related to the mutation of the dead body. , The city needs to be under martial law for a few days to conduct a careful search, focusing on looking at the funeral home in the near future."

Queen Zhao nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

"Mother, Guanlan City is going to be in chaos for a while. You and your twelfth brother will stay in the palace for the time being. Don't go out soon."

"My mother knows it." Queen Zhao frowned and said softly, "It's you, you have to be more careful when going out of the palace."

Mo Lin nodded, and said a few more words with her mother, and then hurriedly left to go to the Imperial Study Room.

If something like this happens, it is natural to tell the king to know, so as not to let others talk about it by then.

Walking slowly along the quiet path of sweet-scented osmanthus like snow, Mo Lin's steps are not swift and slow, and she has a premonition in her heart that this disaster of corpse transformation is now...I'm afraid it's just getting started.

*****The dividing line of my prime prince******

The rain stopped, but the ground was a little wet.

"DaDaDa."On the empty street, only a horse and a cart passed by.

The whole lively street in Anshan Town is empty at this time. The stalls that were originally on both sides of the street are now gone.

The door of Liangpu Baozipu had been smashed long ago, and the inside was turned over in a mess. It was horrible.

Qiao Zhongxing sighed softly, grabbed the rein and stopped the car, turned to look into the car, "Qiao Qiao, Anshan Town is here."

Qiaomu slept a little dazedly, and when he heard his second uncle's cry, he opened his tired eyes.

Yesterday, I closed my eyes almost in the middle of the night, and I haven't slept for less than two hours.

Snack goods also woke up, but she slept well enough, opened her eyes and called out her sister vigorously.

Qiao Mu was speechless, and simply put the little guy in his mother's arms to dress, and lifted the curtain to jump down briskly.

"Second uncle, take a rest here." Second uncle drove the whole night, and she had to let him take a break.

"Miss."

Qiao Mu turned his head and looked, and saw Shaoyao jogging all the way holding a small package, "There are steamed buns and water, let’s have some."

"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded and glanced behind her. He didn't see the figure staying up late, knowing where he must be hiding in the corner.

"Second uncle, have a steamed bun."

It was too timely, Qiao Zhongxing was so hungry, he hurriedly reached out and took two white steamed buns and a bag of water.

Shaoyao sent the food to Qiao Zhongbang, who looked at her eagerly, and then drove to deliver the food, but soon a discordant sound broke the pleasant meal.

"You let me eat this?" An octave high voice came out of the car.

Miss Qiao, Qiao Juan suffocated all the way, and she broke out at this moment!

"Pop!" She reached out and patted the steamed bun in the old lady's hand cleanly, and the water sac spilled the old lady's hand.

"Mother! How can this kind of rough and low-grade food be eaten? I can't even eat a bad belly!" Qiao Juan didn't care how much blood she had in her heart, she was staring at her old mother and rolled to the ground. Mantou's longing gaze completely turned a blind eye.

"It won't. It won't. This is what Shaoyao made with noodles last night. It's clean and won't hurt your stomach!"