Chapter 4199: A Startled Bird
Mo Kun was speechless, filled with bitter resentment. Did he want to be like this? It was just that upon seeing the little Crown Princess, he was inexplicably overcome with fear. It felt as if his very soul had been violently struck, and his body inexplicably received the command to "behave properly."
Wuwuwu, I don't want to be such a coward, but what can I do? He saw that even his own father couldn't be tough with her!
The old Prince Jianping, like a startled bird, hopped anxiously, pointing at two young servants. "Why are you just standing there? Go help the Heir up!"
"A-Kun, hurry to the palace and explain this to your elder brother! Make it clear!" This certainly needed to be made clear. What if the Crown Prince misunderstood and thought their Prince Jianping's Residence had invited the Crown Princess over to cause trouble? Wouldn't that be an undeserved calamity?
Mo Kun pulled a long face, his expression a little conflicted. "Father, can't I not go?"
Heh, my old man is scared of the Crown Prince, so he sends his son to do his bidding. Alas, his son, Mo Kun, also felt an inexplicable fear when facing the Crown Prince. If he could avoid meeting him, that would be for the best. Mo Kun looked at the old Prince Jianping with a mournful, "Don't you dare pit your son against him, Father!" expression!
The old Prince Jianping's anger flared. He kicked his son directly from in front of the small table down the steps. Mo Kun, with a miserable face, crawled a few steps towards the door. Seeing his old man about to kick him again, he hurriedly cried out, "I-I'll go, I'll go, won't that do!"
The old Prince Jianping, exasperated, yelled, "Quickly! Prepare the carriage for the Heir! Faster, you hear me, faster!" He then kicked his son's backside again, sending Mo Kun directly out of the main hall.
Mo Kun scrambled to his feet and fled like a startled rabbit, tears streaming down his face. He was naturally filled with much grievance and pity for himself.
While Prince Jianping's Residence was in a flurry, the little Crown Princess, led by the maid, walked step by step along the flower-lined paths of Prince Jianping's back garden.
As the late emperor's youngest son, Prince Jianping was accustomed to playing the part of the impoverished one in front of his elder brothers to extort benefits. Yet, as they walked through Prince Jianping's Residence, it was evident in the blooming flowers, intricately carved beams, painted pillars, and golden glazed roofs shimmering in the sunlight. Ha, it was nothing like the poverty the old Prince Jianping cried about outside...
The young maid leading the way kept her neck tucked and her back hunched, appearing very cautious. Although she looked slender and small, her pace was not slow. All along the way, Qiao Mu's lips held a hint of mocking coldness. She wanted to see what kind of trouble this Empress Dowager Chen, who had finally managed to return from Mount Tiansheng, was planning to stir up next.
She was not Mo Lian's father.
A cold glint flickered in Qiao Mu's eyes, revealing a hint of lethal intent. She had been tolerant enough of this Empress Dowager who constantly found fault with her and always sought to cause her trouble. Her patience had run out.
The young maid in front suddenly stopped, looked around, and appropriately showed a bewildered and confused expression. A few beads of sweat dotted her forehead, faintly glistening in the gentle sunlight.
"I-I'm so sorry," the young maid stammered nervously. "Empress Dowager was indeed here just now. She... must have returned to her sleeping quarters first."
"Otherwise, Crown Princess, perhaps you could wait here for a moment, and I will go to the Empress Dowager's residence to invite her..."
Qiao Mu, without hesitation, swung a vine whip, circling it around the maid's waist.