My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: One hundred and fifteenth

Chapter 679 2.115 Routine Joe Joe

"The son." On the way, a ghost-like figure appeared in the carriage quietly, half leaning over to salute.

"Have you wiped everything clean?" Qin Er asked softly in his voice as cold as iron.

"Yes."

Qin Er nodded, his eyes moved to the man's shoulder, a touch of redness was permeating through the black shirt, "fighting with someone?"

"Yes." The man grinned at the corners of his wide mouth, and a pair of eyes revealed bloodthirsty. "However, the person who fought against his subordinates did not end well. The injury was heavier than me. I'm afraid hehe. , Can't make it tonight."

Qin Er nodded slightly, and then asked people to leave the carriage.

Mu Xiaobao, who provokes this son, want to run so irresponsibly?

The teacup at Qin Er's fingertips suddenly turned into a piece of powder.

That is impossible!

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and rubbed his itchy little nose, and Mo Lin grabbed his little hand and rubbed it.

"Cool?"

Why is it cool? She is a profound master! This is cold in winter, where can it be cold to her.

It doesn’t matter even if you wear a single shirt!

But if she really comes out in a single dress, let alone the prince, she will first be broken by her parents.

It was clear after the snow, and there was still a lot of people on the street that day.

The two strolled aimlessly on the street for a while, quietly enjoying the slow flow of time.

It’s just that the good times didn’t last long. A cry broke the peace on the street. Pedestrians dodged in a hurry, mixed with clamors and whips, accompanied by women’s cries and screams, and soon let the dogs fly on the street. Jumped up.

The prince lowered his head and took out a transmission jade charm from his sleeve. When he rubbed his fingertips and saw the small print on it, his face sank slightly, "Qiaoqiao, I want to go back to the pavilion and take a look. I will take you back first."

"What's wrong?"

"I stayed up late and got hurt."

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows suddenly, "I stayed up late and hurt? Can I go with you?"

The prince was startled slightly, and then smiled, "It would be better if you go together! Why did I forget that my Qiaoqiao is not only an alchemist, but also has great medical skills."

"Can you let me know the location of the pavilion?" Qiao Mu blinked.

"What stupid thing to say. I'm in front of you, without any secrets, just ask me if I want to know. Moreover, you are the master of the dark night pavilion, where can't you go." The prince squeezed her little hand. "Go."

Qiao Mu nodded. The two were leaving hand in hand, only to see a woman holding a child crying and running towards them.

Seeing that one head was about to fall on the arbor, the prince hurriedly hugged ~IndoMTL.com~ and took his baby over, avoiding the reckless woman.

So the woman hugged a child, fell heavily to the ground with a "patter", pressed the child in her arms to groan twice, and started crying.

"You bitch, you dare to run!" The man's curse, mixed with the sound of the whip sliding through the air, instantly fell on the woman's head.

"Pop!" When the whip fell diagonally on the woman's back, the man with the whip stiffened obviously. It seemed that he didn't expect that the whip was so easy to get off.

The woman hugged the child, grinning in pain, and rushed towards the feet of the prince. "This young lady, this young lady, please be kind and help us mother and child."

According to the routine, the rich lady will definitely sympathize with their mother and son.

How can I expect small facial paralysis--

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The eighth update is over today

(End of this chapter)