My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2724
2724 Like Enemies
On the other hand, a middle-aged man, his breath heavy, sat next to the two individuals. He glanced upwards and suddenly exuded an aura of intimidation.
That energy surged directly towards the Crown Prince Consort. However, before it could reach her, the Emperor countered it with a simple wave of his hand.
“Family Head Qin, what has led you to suddenly create difficulties for the Crown Prince Consort?” The Emperor’s expression remained steady as he posed the question.
Qin Hong burst into hearty laughter. His laughter was vibrant and clear, a stark contrast to the somber expression he had cast upon the Crown Prince Consort. “I beg your pardon for my momentary lapse in judgment.”
Lapse in judgment? Who was he trying to fool?
The overwhelming power just now was undeniably aimed at the Crown Prince Consort.
Had the Emperor not intervened, the Crown Prince Consort might have crumbled to the ground already!
“The battle team from Sikong Planet has arrived,” the eunuch’s unexpected voice shattered the slightly tense atmosphere.
A wry smile appeared on everyone’s lips. All eyes turned to silently inquire about this Sikong Planet battle team.
/How was it possible that they had never heard of them before?/
/It was hard to believe that a formal palace banquet would include such obscure mercenary squads, right?/
With confidence, the Little Fatty entered the room alongside his teammates. He locked his gaze onto the Emperor seated upon the throne and offered a bow. “Greetings, Your Majesty.”
Naturally, the Emperor was aware that the Crown Prince had invited a few companions to the gathering.
Upon seeing this, he nodded warmly at them and gestured towards the available seats, indicating for them to take their places.
Guided by the quilted Crown Prince Consort and Crown Prince Mo, the young crown prince consort made her way to the premier seat just below the Emperor.
Abruptly, he came to a stop and directed his gaze at Family Head Mu, whose countenance had grown grim.
The young crown prince consort seemed to have a revelation. She pivoted and called out into the empty space, “Huifeng.”
Huifeng materialized with a swift shimmer, appearing before her like an ethereal presence. He greeted her with a serene smile, “How may I be of assistance, Crown Prince Consort?”
“Has Concubine Shi succumbed to her injuries?”
The utterance of the young crown prince consort resonated clearly, causing involuntary twitches among those who heard her words.
Huifeng answered promptly, “Concubine Shi possesses life-preserving elixirs.”
“She consumed one prior to the assault. Although her leg suffered damage, her life was spared.”
“She survived?” Qiao Mu inquired, astonishment gracing her voice.
“She did not perish,” Huifeng confirmed, his gaze lowered.
“Ah.” The young crown prince consort abstained from further queries and guided the crown prince to their designated seats.
Huifeng privately lamented his failure in fulfilling his entrusted duties. He pondered whether the quilted, unfeeling, and severe Great Crown Prince might subject him to a month of rigorous training as consequence for this lapse.
As Qiao Mu approached the sutra-traversing Family Head and Madam Consort Mu, a frigid sidelong glance communicated her sentiments. Without a single word, she led the Crown Prince onward.
Consequently, all present could tangibly perceive the palpable discord between the Crown Prince Consort and Family Head Mu.
Mu Jingfeng seethed with ire, his visage contorted with anger. He felt that his status as Viscount had been utterly undermined by this ill-omened daughter of his.
Qi Xuanxuan, positioned at the head of the table, observed the scene with darting eyes, curiously assessing Family Head Mu.
Over the past few hours, she had gleaned a wealth of information from the circulating gossip. Each tidbit seemed to carry an extraordinary level of intrigue.
/Sigh, who would have thought that I’d be deprived of such a captivating spectacle after immersing myself in seclusion for countless days? It’s truly vexing!/
Qi Xuanxuan covertly balled their fists, an internal sigh escaping their thoughts.
Numerous narratives had woven themselves around Qiaoqiao, events in which Qi Xuanxuan couldn’t partake promptly. Reflecting on it now, the sense of missed opportunities weighed heavily.
