My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 1397
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Chapter 1397: Imprisoned
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Crown Prince Mo’s handsome face was taut as he pointed at the trio of Qiao Yingchun.
“Imprison these people who are disturbing public order!” This ruthless voice rang without mercy, instantly causing the trio’s faces to turn ashen.
H-How was this possible? It couldn’t be!
She had clearly gone up to expose this woman’s true identity. Why did His Highness the Crown Prince not seize Qiao Mu but the three of them instead?
Qiao Yingchun widened her eyes in astonishment. Beside her, her mother Madam née Li had long been shuddering in fear. Madam née Li hastily dragged Qiao Yingchun in retreat and kept screaming, “N-No, don’t!”
Madam née Li clutched her children’s arms with all her might, doing her utmost to shield both of them behind her. “Don’t lock up my son and daughter. Just arrest me!”
One week ago, their family of three had finally reached the Mo capital base after braving innumerable hazards and hardships. They had thought that their days would be getting better in the future, yet they did not expect that they would be facing the crisis of getting imprisoned when they had only come to get a handout..
Qiao Yingchun and Qiao Cong were considerably frightened, and they shrunk behind Madam née Li as they gazed at Qiao Mu in terror.
Qiao Mu loathed to even spare them a glance. She had long known their temperaments very well. All three of them had screws loose in their brains. Hence, what was there to fuss about with such people?
“Qiao Yingchun, I didn’t expect that you only got older but not smarter during these years. You can actually still be so dumb when you have now grown up.” Qiao Mu ridiculed expressionlessly, “Seems like your luck is not bad from how long you’ve been able to survive this apocalypse.”
“What did you say!” Qiao Yingchun was flushed with anger, but her mother gripped her wrist tightly.
Qiao Mu coldly cast a glance at her, causing Qiao Yingchun to promptly swallow the curses she had yet to spew out.
“What are you all still gawking there for? Rules are rules. Anyone who dares to cause trouble during this rice distribution will get imprisoned,” Mo Lian spoke tepidly.
Royal guards immediately marched over, encircling Madam née Li and her family.
“Don’t arrest me, don’t arrest me!!” Qiao Cong immediately turned cowardly and screeched in panic, “It’s that woman who spoke carelessly! Arrest her, arrest her! Don’t arrest me, I didn’t say anything.”
“You coward, what are you saying!” Qiao Yingchun screamed and rushed up to kick Qiao Cong.
However, she was restrained by several royal guards and was unable to break free no matter how much she struggled.
Qiao Mu looked at them coldly and shooed her petite hand at them like they were flies. The royal guards promptly declared “yes” and dragged the family of three out from the crowd.
“Qiao Mu, Qiao Mu, you dare treat your clan relatives from the Old Qiao Family like this! Qiao Mu! Qiao Mu, I want to see your parents, Qiao Mu! Ah! Ah!” It seemed like Madam née Li had slapped her across the mouth twice, so she could only shut her mouth obediently.
“You’ve all seen right! Today’s handout has age restrictions! I’ll be reminding you once again! Don’t come harboring your wishful thinking. Any frauds will get imprisoned!” The royal guard commander Hui Feng repeatedly gave this injunction.
Qiao Mu swept the crowd a glance and estimated the number of people. She reckoned that they would be able to finish distributing these fifty kiloliters of grain in the afternoon today.
If not for a certain select people causing trouble in line, this distribution speed wasn’t too bad.
After the trio of Qiao Yingchun had gotten dragged away, no one else dared falsify their age for the handout, so everything proceeded rather smoothly.
The long line had already reached its end at around 2 o’clock in the afternoon. Everyone departed joyfully while carrying their grain and repeatedly expressing their thanks.