My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

"There are also nine horses. Eh, what happened? Why are so many people crowded here?" The horse seller was surprised by the crowd at the entrance.

He looked up at saw a young lady standing nearby along with an embarrassed scholar with a handprint on his face.

Behind them were several ferocious-looking men.

He exclaimed awkwardly, "Old Third He, what're you doing? You didn't come to tyrannize people and force them into shady brothel business, right?"

"Phooey!" The leader of the men spat at the horse seller. He hollered, "Second Ma, I'm telling you, I'm conducting legitimate business. I spent real money—15 spirit stones—to buy this little b*tch!

"Now that she wants to run away, shouldn't she first pay me back 10 times over?"

Everybody could not help but gasp.

Ten times?

This Old Third He truly treats human life like dirt, demanding 10 times the price to buy back their freedom. Who had the ability to pay that much!

He clearly intended for that girl to work her whole life in the brothel.

She was a pitiable woman, everybody lamented.

Everybody knew that most women who entered brothels did not live long.

That girl promptly wailed pitifully and pounced toward Mo Lian to everybody's flabbergastment. "Young Sir, save me! Save Xiao He."

This girl… you dummy! It was said that you learn from your mistakes, so why was she acting so silly?

Everybody was thinking this same thing at this moment.

As expected, the stoic-faced little lady moved once again before that girl could get close to the young sir.

She punched the right side of that girl's teary face.

She clobbered the girl to the ground at once!

Qiao Mu shouted, "What are you doing??"

Zou Huan and rest had the inexplicable urge to laugh their heads off.

It was such a bloody scene, with Her Ladyship shrouded in viciousness, yet it was unexpectedly hilarious…

No, it wouldn't do. They couldn't laugh out loud!

Her Ladyship's mood was turning worse by the moment. Her delicate brows had scrunched together!

Mo Lian coughed lightly and walked forward to pull aside the berserk little lady. He patted her head soothingly to calm her down. "Don't bother with her. Let's set out now."

They didn't need to bother with such a baffling person.

Where did that woman get the confidence that the crown prince would care about her life and death…

Miss Xiao He, who had once again been thrashed to the ground, was gritting her teeth so hard that they threatened to shatter.

If she didn't see that young sir take out a money pouch and pour out 20 spirit currency without batting an eyelid, how would she have been so gutsy and pounce at him to ask for help?

This young sir had an outstanding disposition and was extraordinarily handsome. He definitely came from an affluent family.

If she could make the young sir save her and then cry so that he should take her in as a maidservant, she would then logically enter his harem and enjoy a life of riches!

But!

What the hell was this stoic face beside the young sir!?

Was she a fiend?

Why was she cutting off her path to wealth again and again!?

While everybody was chattering, the taciturn Carriage Driver Chen had long harnessed the carriage to the horses. He sat on the shaft and looked to Mo Lian, Qiao Mu, and company. "We can set out now, Young Sir."