My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 235 1.235 Karma

"Aunt Wen..." Qiao Mu read these three words softly, with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

don't understand why? You don't have to understand.

All you need to know is that I don't need you to participate in my future life!

If you stay away from me obediently, I can still let you go. However, if you insist on approaching so stupidly, then...you can only die!

I don't mind getting your blood on my hands, because you owe me all this in your previous life!

The karmic cycle of retribution is not good! Since God chooses not to report it, then I will solve your scourge with my own hands!

Qiao Mu stood in front of the railing, staring deeply in front of him. The afterglow at dusk rendered the distant sky red in the setting sun, which contrasted quite well with the blood in front of me.

Her small body was suddenly lifted up horizontally by someone, only she knew how tight this body was, but she was slightly relaxed under the expelling warmth.

"Clean it up." The prince left without saying a word, and carried the child away without looking back.

Standing on the high platform, facing the mirror, arranging her messy hair and rotten flesh, she sighed, "I didn't expect not only to pretend to be a corpse puppet, but also to chase a woman all over the street like a carnival! Now I have to leave aftermath! "

The fate of the subordinates is so miserable!

Raising her sleeves and sniffing the stench, An Hua almost fainted from her own intoxication.

It's embarrassing for the undercurrent young man to pretend to be a corpse puppet for many days, and he is dressed like this every day!

It really stinks!

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! " the dark flower youth uttered bursts of "corpse puppet roars", attracting a group of people to come.

"Ah, cough, cough." Bah bah, I have to ask the prince how many throat lozenges to take when I get home, it makes Nima's throat hurt so much!

It's a pity that the young man yelled for a long time, how dare ordinary people come here to seek death! I heard that there are corpse puppets in the theater, who would dare to break in without authorization?

Fortunately, someone went to inform City Lord Gu.

City Lord Gu's arrival was not too slow, when he gathered a group of people and rushed over with an ugly face, it was almost half an hour later.

Not long after everyone stepped into the deserted garden, they saw Wen Ruwan lying on the ground in front of the theater building, dying with regret.

Gu Chengzhu and others were shocked for a second, and many people pointed their weapons at the dead body Wen Ruwan, fearing that she would jump out to cheat the body in the next second!

After waiting for a long time without any response, Gu Chengzhu waved his hands with a dark face, "Go, search everywhere! See if that corpse puppet is still in the garden!"

Of course the result was nothing, the dark flower boy was not stupid, of course he slipped away after attracting people.

"City Lord, what should I do with this girl?" Zhang Yan only felt that the dead woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him. After all, he dealt with so many people entering the city every day, how could everyone remember it.

"It has to be burned quickly, lest the corpse be turned into a puppet." City Lord Gu said decisively, "After the burning, let someone check her identity, and report to her family members."

After finishing speaking, Gu Chengzhu sighed, these days, seeing dead people every day, Gu Chengzhu is quite used to it.

Zhang Yan nodded when he heard this, and directed several strong men to put the girl into a body bag and transport her away.

A fire burned Wen Ruwan and burned everything to ashes.

Something flashed before Qiao Mu's eyes. She stood quietly on a curved arch bridge, her eyes fixed on the thin flowing water under the bridge.

With a slight flip of her little hand, a white jade porcelain bottle lay quietly in the palm of her hand.

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It's a bit late to post today, because the author wants to update five times in a row! Now the author is going to ease my neck. See you guys tomorrow...

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