My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

The young girl was about 16 or 17 years old. She looked worriedly at the girl in pink who was being held by the neck. She quickly said, "Please forgive her, Fifth Young Sir! This one's younger sister is immature! Please spare her this time around. She will certainly not be so unbridled in front of you in the future!"

Fifth Young Sir Qin eyed that girl coldly. "You are the eldest young lady of the Mu Clan, Mu Rouxuan?"

He spoke in the affirmative.

Fifth Young Sir evidently knew this Young Lady Mu Rouxuan.

However, it was one thing to know her. Whether or not to give her face was another.

They all hailed from large clans in the capital, so they had more or less met several times before during palace banquets or aristocratic gatherings.

On the other hand, Qiao Mu looked those two girls up and down when she heard "the Mu Clan." She harrumphed and turned her petite head aside.

"Yes, the person you want to kill is this one's younger sister, Mu Rouyan." Mu Rouxuan replied neither obsequiously nor superciliously.

This reply disclosed Mu Rouyan's identity. It was up to the Qin Clan's fifth young sir to consider his next actions.

Kill? Just wait to become enemies with the entire Mu Clan then.

Not kill? Then they might still be friends when they met in the future.

Besides, this was originally an extremely trifling matter. Fifth Young Sir Qin was obviously making a big deal out of nothing.

Naturally, Mu Rouxuan simply didn't want to bother with this starry-eyed younger sister, who was born of a concubine, if not for their clan's dignity.

She had rushed up like a fool to please the man, yet he faceslapped her in public.

Ha, this concubine-born sibling was unpresentable and simply a moron!

Yet Mu Rouyan was extremely aggrieved right now.

She naturally recognized Fifth Young Sir Qin.

Her impression of him still paused at three months ago during the flower-viewing gathering hosted by Madam Guo'an.

The Fifth Young Sir Qin then was as handsome as an immortal. His mastery of music was astonishing.

He was well-mannered, gentle, and refined. She had the chance to meet him then.

He even gave her a polite smile at that time.

Who knew that it would be like this upon meeting again.

He personally gave the word to kill her?

Mu Rouyan felt her heart promptly break into a million pieces…

The Mantou Festival's contest was still underway, but these good-looking people had drawn a portion of the crowd's attention away.

A lot of people were looking curiously in Fifth Young Sir Qin's direction.

Qiao Mu and Mo Lian were obstructed at the entrance by Fifth Qin's entourage. They were temporarily unable to make their way over, so they stood on the side and calmly watched the drama.

Qiao Mu was hollering on the inside: Fight, fight, fight. Fight!

Mo Lian couldn't resist wanting to smile. He lowered his head and kissed her hand by her ear. "You really want the whole world to plunge into chaos."

Qiaoqiao mainted her expressionless face. She lifted her chin slightly and showed him her poker face, indicating that she had no such thoughts.

She really was such a cutie. He wanted to quickly go back to the boat and kiss her.

Crown Prince Mo's eyes flashed, and he moved forward while holding on to Qiaoqiao's petite hand.

Suddenly, Fifth Young Sir Qin scoffed. "So what if she's from the Mu Clan? So be it."

"Ah, cough, cough. Wu…" Mu Rouyan cried in grief and indignation. She really did not understand why the gentle and refined fifth young sir had changed so much.

"Wait!" Slight distress flitted across Mu Rouxuan's eyes.

She wasn't worried that this younger sister born of a concubine would get killed. She was worried that her father would reprimand her after she returned for the latter's baffling death.

After all, this Mu Rouyan could be considered her father's favorite.

"Please quell your anger, Fifth Young Sir. This one's younger sister was immature. Please let her go. The Mu Clan is willing to compensate."