My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!-Chapter 3120: Pretend Again!
Chapter 3120: Pretend Again!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The little stoic didn’t bother to listen further and urged the phoenix to swiftly descend in that direction.
The fire phoenix naturally followed the little stoic’s command. Even though many were grumbling, suggesting that the little stoic should first take them to a safe place to tend to their needs…
The little stoic paid no heed, directing the phoenix to land on the hillside in the suburbs mentioned by the Holy Son.
Disembarking from the phoenix, everyone was left speechless. Zhongli Zhiwei was both flustered and exasperated. “Why won’t you listen to anyone?” “I already said the situation is still very dangerous, hic!”
“Can’t we just return to the temple and tend to our injuries?” Zhongli Zhiwei fired a series of complaints. “What are you doing? Why are you so self-centered?”
“Shut up! The little stoic turned to glare at Zhongli Zhiwei and shouted angrily, “One more word of nonsense, and I’ll kill you!”
Zhongli Zhiwei immediately fell silent, shocked by the murderous look on the stoic’s face.
She genuinely believed that the little stoic wasn’t joking.
Zhongli Zhiwei found the way the little stoic gnashed her teeth when uttering “kill” rather unsettling.
“Alright, alright. Everyone, stop arguing.” A graceful woman intervened, trying to pacify the situation. “Zhiwei, Miss Qiao is eager to save someone. Let’s not hinder her for now.’
“That’s right. Longmin is right. It wasn’t easy for us to escape from the tiger’s den, so let’s not fight among ourselves now, okay?” Qin Jiu added. “Besides, my Big Bro is also very seriously injured. Maiden Qiaoqiao, take a look at my Big Bro later!”
Qiao Mu turned around and noticed Qin Xuan leaning against Qin Jiu. His face was a bit pale, and his eyes were slightly closed, his eyelashes fluttering.
‘When did he get injured?’
Qiao Mu harbored doubts in her heart, but there was no time to inspect Qin Xuan’s injuries now. Instead, she seized Duan Yue’s hand and ushered him into a wooden shed. “Get in.”
The little stoic reprimanded in an irritated tone.
After a brief moment of surprise, Duan Yue blinked at her and asked, “Qiaoqiao, what are you doing?”
“Quit pretending!” Qiao Mu glared at him indignantly. “Get in, get in!”
Startled by her fierce gaze, Duan Yue, realizing the little Emperor was displeased, promptly and obediently entered the wooden shed, sat down compliantly, and awaited whatever awaited him!
The wooden basin crafted by the hunter was still robust and spacious. Observing this, Qin Jiu promptly assisted her Big Bro inside.
Second Brother was nowhere to be found. If something happened to Big Bro again, he would truly be too embarrassed to face his father upon his return.
Hence, even if the irritated little stoic mocked or scolded him, he would persistently request the little stoic to examine his Big Bro’s injuries. At this moment, the little stoic approached him with a needle bag and ointment, her face ablaze with fury.
Ming Asi followed suit, muttering sourly, “Did you make everyone stop here because of him?”
What was so special about this kid? How did he capture the little stoic’s attention?
He questioned himself, evaluating himself from head to toe, in terms of appearance, family background, and influence—none were inferior to this guy.
Why was he so disliked by the little stoic?
The stoic expression on her face left no room for conversation, making it clear she was not in the mood for words.
Consequently, Ming Asi’s partner naturally ignored him..
