My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!



The old prince joyfully had the prince consort fill up half the space in the storage talisman with sacred rice. He was smiling so widely that creases formed at the edge of his eyes.

"Don't bother about him." The Kang Prince Consort held Qiao Mu's hand and said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, why don't you stay the night here with Imperial Aunt?"

Mo Lian's eyelid jerked. He hastily declined graciously. "Imperial Aunt, Qiaoqiao and I have just returned to the Eastern Palace. There are some things we still need to put in order. We will come and visit Imperial Uncle and Aunt again once we have taken care of everything."

The Kang Prince Consort reluctantly saw Qiao Mu and Mo Lian to the door.

It was cold and windy outside, so Qiao Mu had her stay inside.

However, the old prince insisted on seeing them out personally. Qiao Mu and Mo Lian were intelligent people and knew that the old prince had something to say to them.

They dismissed the servants after going outside.

Qiao Mu smiled spuriously at the old geezer in front of her, who was not very tall, but had broad shoulders.

He was a cultivator whose cultivation was nearly about to reach the divine realm. His complexion should appear much younger compared to normal people, yet his facial features appeared more than 10 years older than even his actual age.

He looked even older than his 50-year-old peers who were normal people.

"Cough." The old prince coughed awkwardly with a reddened face. "Lass, don't tell your Imperial Aunt about this, okay?"

Mo Lian did not know what riddle they were playing at. He looked at the old prince puzzledly.

Why did his uncle sound like he was making an embarrassing request?

"Why?" Qiao Mu murmured.

The old prince seemed to find it embarrassing and could only put on airs in front of these two juniors. He snorted, "What why? There is no why! Alright, you two brats, hurry up and beat it!"

Mo Liufeng was embarrassed into anger. He booted the young couple out and into the carriage. He then immediately ordered for Steward Wang to shut the door!

This suddenly hostile goodbye startled Mo Lian.

"What happened?" After boarding the carriage, Crown Prince Mo couldn't help asking.

Why did it seem like his uncle was being temperamental?

He simply had no idea what had happened.

Qiaoqiao gave him a harrumph.

Mo Lian's heart was about to melt. He quickly brought the little fellow into his arms and kissed her on the forehead. "Qiaoqiao, don't be angry, okay? I'll tell you everything in the future, no matter how big or small. I'll tell you everything."

"Mine." The little fellow raised her head and admonished the man seriously. "You're mine!"

Mo Lian couldn't help laughing. He hugged her and nodded repeatedly. "Mhm, mhm. Yours, yours. My entire being, inside and out, even my hair, is all yours. Okay?"

Only then was the little fellow satisfied. She felt much more at ease now. She nodded and said, "It's good that you know."

Mo Lian couldn't resist giving her soft cheeks a smooch. "Then can you tell me now what you and Uncle were talking about?"

"Uncle mixes aging pills in his rice." Are you surprised? Shocked?

Qiaoqiao could smell something off about that bucket of rice when it was served.

At its essence, this aging pill was also a kind of poison. Taking one every seven days could imperceptibly change a person's appearance.

Simply put, it slowly aged a person.

If she had only liked this old prince at the beginning on the prince consort's account.