My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Qiao Mu saw a white-clothed youth around 18 or 19 standing at the bow. He was gazing at the surface of the river with his hands behind his back.

He was as refreshing as the moonlight and stood erect like bamboo.

The river breeze made his white robes and long hair sway by his waist.

His chilly gaze was extremely nonchalant under the glow of the lanterns. He just slowly drifted past her boat like this.

Qiao Mu had already tossed a new emerald-colored bead into the air. As a result, she saw…

That bead landed right on the bow of the boat across from her. It rolled all the way to the youth's feet.

The youth glanced indifferently in her direction. His expression was frosty, and from the way he looked at her, it was as if he was looking at a dirty rag.

Qiaoqiao blinked. She then looked expressionlessly at the remaining beads in her hand and tossed them all into the river at once.

The little stoic didn't even avert her eyes as she stared woodenly at the young brother across from her. She retracted her gaze and then took out a string of shining white beads from her inner world. She continued playing by taking them apart and throwing them in the water…

"Young Sir!" Ling'ge hastily ran up onto the deck. He saw the young sir standing stiffly at the bow and giving the opposite direction a death stare.

He hastily turned around to look, yet that pleasure boat had already passed by Qiaoqiao.

Ling'ge only saw half the flag of a government ship and nothing else.

There were truly too many boats anchored near the corridor. It was unknown what kind of deal had been struck, but that decked out pleasure boat chased away the boat that had been anchored next to Qiaoqiao and anchored there instead.

Qiao Mu was naturally unaware of this. She only indistinctly heard a small commotion on the river that soon went away.

She was now taking apart a third string of pearls. She was truly bored lying against the railing.

She suddenly saw a half-veiled voluptuous woman walk out on the opposite pleasure boat that was lit up with lanterns. She was holding a <anno data-annotation-id="abf78694-93cb-40db-822e-1e7334bb8f6f">pipa</anno>.

The moment this woman walked out, a uproar ensued across most of the river. There was clapping as well as flirting laughter.

"Wanhong Parlor's Miss Meng has come out!"

"Hahaha! Today's trip has truly been worthwhile."

"I truly can die without regrets to be able to hear Miss Meng play the pipa."

Qiao Mu rubbed her empty belly and then threw a pearl. When she turned her head, she just so happened to see a white-clothed youth walk out from the three-storied decked out pleasure boat anchored next door.

It was that guy who had looked at her as if she were a rag.

He was looking apathetically down on her from up above. There was mostly derision and disdain in his eyes.

Qiao Mu was baffled. She looked down at herself.

She was very good!

She was wearing a furry pink zhuang'hua silk jacket padded with cotton, with a brocade cape draped over her shoulders. Her cheeks were rosy and her features delicate like a porcelain doll. How did she look like an abandoned rag!?

There must be something wrong with this person's head!

It was even more likely that he was a bad judge of character.

Qiao Mu turned her gaze to the pleasure boat opposite, where Miss Meng was coyly starting to play the pipa with tenderness and love.

Surprisingly, Miss Meng played quite well.

With the relaxing river breeze and the soothing pipa music, Qiao Mu felt like she was lacking a cup of tea right now!

She took out a steaming cup of spiritual tea from her inner world and enjoyed the pipa music while sipping her tea.

It didn't cost anything anyway, so she might as well listen!

It wouldn't be as dull if there was a dance accompaniment.

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