My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

“The vassal king consort has gotten much thinner.” Queen Zhao commented after observing Wu Hongmo.

“I’ve troubled the queen to worry.” Wu Hongmo smiled, and then she sighed, either intentionally or perhaps unintentionally.
“Today is the first day of the new year, the day when the entire family gets together for a reunion.
I don’t mind if Your Majesty the Queen laughs at us.
Today, my sister-in-law woke up at dawn to go visit Xiaosu.
Xiaosu is so pitiful, she’s a young lady, yet she has to be tormented in that kind of gloomy place that doesn’t see the light…”

The queen was a bit embarrassed, and she even furtively glanced at Qiao Mu.

Since her own son was the one who arrested her, she wouldn’t dash her son’s pride regardless and make the decision to let her out.

Yet when she looked over, the queen saw that the little stoic was conversing with her sister in a low voice, not even sparing Wu Hongmo a look out of the corner of her eye.
She wondered if the little stoic was pretending not to have seen the Vassal King Consort of An’nan.

“Your Majesty!” The Vassal King Consort of An’nan suddenly knelt down.
“This subject has a presumptuous request.”

Queen Zhao’s expression slightly shifted, and her gaze turned sharp.
“Vassal King Consort, the New Year’s feast is about to begin, so you had better return to your seat quickly.”

Wu Hongmo proclaimed loudly, “This subject earnestly beseeches that the crown prince consort be merciful.
Please pardon my niece Wu Xiaosu’s offense and release her from prison!”

Queen Zhao rubbed her temples with a headache.
The matters that were occurring in succession early in the morning truly distressed her badly!

Queen Zhao’s gaze settled on Qiao Mu.

Furthermore, the gazes of all the royal concubines, commandery princesses, princesses, as well as the noble ladies and young misses, also turned to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Lin tugged at her sister’s sleeve while pressing her lips together tightly, and she couldn’t help be but enraged on the inside.

There were so many of these upsetting matters everywhere in the palace.
After sending away a Consort Zheng, it was then some other vassal king who jumped out. No wonder Sister didn’t like the palace!

Qiao Mu slowly raised her head and settled her bone-chilling gaze on Wu Hongmo, while her voice contained a severe chilliness.
“I have never been merciful.
I only want to… kill!”