Chapter 312 - Smear on Her Face? (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Royal Father, Royal Mother, are you alright?”

The Crown Prince swiftly walked over to them with a faint smile hanging on his lips. He was dressed in a casual pale-colored outfit and had a jade crest binding his hair. His handsome face matched with his aristocratic bearing lent way to a peerless individual.

Compared to his previous self from several years ago, the Crown Prince became more mature and responsible. His eyes were placid and emotionless, concealing all of his sharp edges in its depths.

The aged King of the Mo Kingdom’s expression was a bit amusing when he turned to look at his own son.

As for n.o.ble Consort Zheng, she looked like a duck egg got stuffed in her mouth, and her voice was stuck inside her throat.

“Royal Mother, I’ve come late and allowed you to be frightened,” the Crown Prince pleaded for mercy as he reached out to support the teary Queen Zhao with guilt br.i.m.m.i.n.g from his eyes.

Queen Zhao was somewhat dumbfounded but she reflexively extended her arms to stop the Crown Prince from bowing for forgiveness.

The Crown Prince turned around and pretended to rebuke He Tian, “Hurry and clear this zombie’s corpse. Remember to burn it so that it doesn’t attack other people.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” He Tian solemnly waved his hand and led his royal guards up, leaving with Xiao’en’zi’s corpse in tow.

“W-w-wait! Wait…” n.o.ble Consort Zheng watched as Xiao’en’zi was carried away, boggled, and turned around to furiously tug at the King’s sleeve. “Your Majesty! Look at the Crown Prince!”

How could Xiao’en’zi be a zombie? The Crown Prince was simply using this as a pretext to make a fuss and deliberately target her!

How abhorrent!

Xiao’en’zi normally helped n.o.ble Consort Zheng deal with a lot of people and handled many dirty affairs. Now that he died so inexplicably, she would lose a capable helper, so she seriously went for wool and came back shorn. n.o.ble Consort Zheng felt her chest aching from how angry she was.

The aged King patted his dear consort’s arm and comforted her, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared. The Crown Prince has expelled the zombie already.”

n.o.ble Consort Zheng fumed even more. I said Xiao’en’zi wasn’t a zombie!

“My king!!!” n.o.ble Consort Zheng vigorously tugged the King’s sleeve.

Mo Lei covertly glanced at the Queen and started with a soft cough, “Eh, my Queen, the Zhuaben Tribe paid a bottle of pearl powder as tribute last time, and I bestowed it to you. But um, now…”