My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 2650 4.390 White Emperor

When the Miss Mu Rouxuan and the elite disciple Mu Ziwei arrived with a group of elite disciples, the chase at the entrance of the Fengyuan Court had become a mess.

The small facial paralysis stood in the door so quietly, watching this farce.

Without intervening or helping, the wink was like an outsider who looked busy.

The one-eyed old man bowed his lower back, holding a red-gold cane in his hand, came to the tree and stood still, watching the crowd at the door coldly.

"Stop it!" Mu Rouxuan rushed to the front of Chiyan Spitfire Tiger, released a defensive sign, and rescued a disciple caught by the tiger under the paw.

The disciple was terrified and shivered, and said indistinctly, "Miss, help me."

The old man sneered, "Who allowed you to come to trouble in Zhufengyuan? Hongmao, you open your stomach to eat today! All those who dare to break into Zhufengyuan have swallowed it."

"Yeah!" Chiyan Spitfire tore one of the disciples' backs with a claw, biting the arm of a female disciple next to him, and biting it hard.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The female disciple exclaimed with trembling. "Miss, help, help."

Mu Rouxuan's face was so pale that she turned to look at the silent tree standing by the door, and shouted, "Don't you tell them to stop it? You really want to kill someone!"

Qiao Mu glanced at her coldly and turned to walk inside Zhufengfengyuan.

Seeing this, the old lady also followed in, leaving a sentence "Don't let them go", leaving the roaring and roaring beast and walking away.

Mu Rouxuan was so angry that his heart and lungs were about to explode. He could only join Mu Ziwei and other elite disciples to attack the tigers to rescue the Mu family disciples.

"Little lady." The one-eyed old lady was sullen and trembling to keep up with the pace of arbor. Her mood was still uncontrollable. "Little lady, must you be a little lady?"

So similar to the temperament and appearance of her young lady, she must be her own daughter.

At this moment, Qiao Mu felt a bit of emotion: the place where she came by accident was actually the yard where mother Long Chuyun lived.

More than ten years have passed, and things are still different.

The whole house is covered with heavy gloom. From the outside, it looks like a ghost house.

If she didn't mention it, no one in Mu family would still remember that Long Chuyun was the head wife of their Mu family.

"Hey, hey!" The little white squirrel grabbed Arbor's belt and crawled all the way to her arms.

The old man's eyes were suddenly straight, and he pointed his fingers at the little white squirrel in Qiaomu's arms. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "White, white? White Emperor! But you? White Emperor."

Baidi?

Qiao Mu felt a little stun in his heart, and apparently she recognized the little white squirrel in her arms.

When Qiao Mu's mind turned, a slight doubt flashed between his eyebrows.

Could it be that this little white squirrel is related to his mother?

There seemed to be something in her heart, as if a flash of thunderbolt flashed.

The whole person was completely stunned.

"Bai Di." Lao Xun showed a surprised and sad expression, "I can't think of the old age, I can see you again, Bai Di."

"You say your name is Shen Yan?"

"Ah, yes, it's the little lady. The old slave's name is Shen Ye, your mother's closet."

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see you tomorrow

(End of this chapter)