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

Chapter 676 2.112 Secret Confrontation

Qin Xuan sneered, "Once he gets the evidence, Qin Mansion won’t stay up and down."

"Qin Guilu, be careful when doing things in the future, you...you are not his opponent." Master Qin smiled, and even if he stopped talking, he left the dumb-like piano and turned away. Away.

Qin Guilu didn't expect that the two princes had already fought against the prince in secret. He wiped a cold sweat on his head, and a wry smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that his little moves, not bad, fell into the eyes of the son, but he is still complacent in the dark.

Qin Guilu has to obey the old age, and these young children are really tougher than one at the moment.

Qin Er got into a carriage and read a place name coldly.

After the carriage hit the road, a large number of women cheering and cheering came out on the corner of the street. They all came to watch the son of Qin Mansion. It was a pity that they took a long time and only got a mouthful of dust.

The carriage stopped outside a house, far away in the corner.

The coachman didn't know what his owner wanted to wait for, but he didn't dare to ask more. He could only be a saw-mouthed gourd and waited silently with his owner.

There was still a blue and white sedan chair at the door of the house. A young lady was standing in front of the sedan chair accompanied by a maid, her expression a little gloomy.

Qin Er waited silently in the carriage, and the lady was waiting at the door of someone else's house.

Waiting for a full hour and a half, after lunch, the coachman opened his mouth and just carefully yelled "Second Young Master".

Only hearing a "creak" on the other end, the door of the mansion was suddenly opened inward.

The two figures walked out hand in hand with each other, followed by a man and a woman and two guards.

Qin Er's deep eyes were locked on the little girl who stepped out the door through the carriage curtain, with a gloomy breath.

Miss Joe, is this your original appearance?

Then what Mu Xiaobao is also a pseudonym.

Second Young Master Qin's cold eyes fell on Miss Qiao's little hand held by the prince, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

How can other men hold this soft and sweet hand?

In the bottom of my heart, as if something was torn apart, I felt a little uncomfortable in a panic.

Qin Er's eyes looked at the two people deeply, the sword and sword shadows in his eyes almost flowed down substantially.

So much--

Qiao Mu and Mo Lin both turned to look at the carriage.

Across the thick carriage curtain, the eyes of the two men meet coldly into a straight line.

After a while, Qin Er firmly tightened his fist~IndoMTL.com~ returned home. "

For some reason, the coachman felt that the surrounding air seemed to be getting colder again.

It was originally a cold winter. At this time, he couldn't help but sneezes several times, rubbed his nose, drove into the carriage and hurried back to the Qin Mansion.

"Who is in that car?" Qiao Mu tugged at the Prince's sleeve and asked curiously.

"An irrelevant person." Moline's gaze followed the carriage. It took a while before she retracted her gaze and looked down at the tree, "Don't bother."

Qiao Mu didn't ask, they planned to go out after dinner.

She just gave him four ebony charms full of winter fruit. It was a bit funny to talk about the fifty winter fruit trees.

The ball is like a second fool, and it has to speed up the growth of people and speed up the harvest of winter fruits.

After several rounds of fruit picking, the tree is not sure if something is wrong.

(End of this chapter)