My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Mo Lian raised his brows at Duan Yue. However, he did not brush off the latter's goodwill.

After all, the inn had probably long shut its doors during this time of night and in this freakish weather.

The three of them walked deep into the courtyard, one after another, while following the servants. Duan Yue and Vassal Prince Rong did not mention Crown Prince Mo's identity, and the crown prince himself naturally did not either. The servants just thought that he was the Chen Prince or the vassal prince's friend.

The servants held lanterns and umbrellas and led them to a room.

The door creaked open, and a girl in light-colored clothing stepped out. She called out, "Brother Ah-Yue."

Commandery Princess Xiangchang quickly leapt forward, but Duan Yue dodged without even looking up. He turned around and yelled at the servants, "Who assigned rooms??"

A lot of people had accompanied the emperor on this winter hunt. This estate they were temporarily staying in was not as spacious as the summer palace, so it was not an easy task to allocate these courtyards, but Duan Yue would not be so stupid to believe that the managers who allocated courtyards was so insolent and unreliable as to assign him and Xiangchang into the same courtyard.

Were they blind? Did they not know to distinguish between the sexes?

The servant who was leading nearly dropped his lantern. He exclaimed frantically, "Com-Commandery Princess? Commandery Princess, should you not be staying in the left side courtyard?"

The managers were obviously not so stupid as to arrange His Highness the Chen Prince and the Qing Vassal Prince's rooms together with Xiangchang's. That was unless they really were retarded.

Duan Yue's expression turned sullen. He was already exhausted from getting up so early. He was also in a bad mood right now, so his words were no longer calm and indifferent. He rebuked harshly, "Are you all idiots? Get her out of here right away. Make her scram and don't let me see her again!"

Commandery Princess Xiangchang gazed pitifully at Duan Yue with tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. "Brother Ah-Yue, I was worried about you. I was so worried I couldn't sleep."

Duan Yue had long lost his patience with this woman. He looked at the servants irritably. "Why are you guys not throwing her out already? Do you need me to do it myself?"

The servants dared not hesitate any longer. They quickly went over to escort Commandery Princess Xiangchang out with bitter smiles.

Commandery Princess Xiangchang was naturally immensely infuriated. She shouted, "Who dares touch this commandery princess?"

By relying on her father the Marquis of Anxing's influence, as well as her imperially-conferred title as Commandery Princess Xiangchang, she was able to momentarily intimidate the servants.

The servants felt like they were stuck in between a rock and a hard place. Cold sweat was streaming down their heads.

Who knew that just as Commandery Princess Xiangchang finished saying this, her body flew up into the air. Someone had directly swept her out the door with a palm strike.

"Ah!" Commandery Princess Xiangchang's scream cut through the silence of the night.

Duan Yue said coldly, "Gag her if she keeps making noise."

Xiangchang finally stopped screaming. After watching Vassal Prince Rong enter a room, Duan Yue dismissed the accompanying servants and walked together with Mo Lian into another room.

After going through such an ordeal, Qiao Mu's ermine body had long been fatigued. She was already asleep now.

Mo Lian turned to Duan Yue. He waved his hand and set up a defensive boundary inside the room. "Come with me."

Duan Yue raised an eyebrow. The next moment, he saw the scene in front of him change. A vine had pulled him into a peach tree orchard in an instant.

"This is?"

"Masta!!" The little treant wailed while rushing over with flailing branches.