Chapter 621 - Icy Winds and Frosty Rain (2/2)
It was only after organizing his thoughts with difficulty that he said in a low voice, “Crown Prince Consort, as you’ve seen, Handsome Fairness Huang has already pleaded guilty and has died for it. She admitted that she sent people to kidnap your mother and sister in addition to slandering the n.o.ble consort. Since this incident is unrelated to my beloved consort, let’s drop this matter.”
Qiao Mu merely swept a cold gaze at the king before turning around, walking outside without saying a word.
The king’s heart jolted slightly. He only felt that his daughter-in-law’s despising look simply made him feel incomparably crushed.
“Shriek!!” Qingluan, who dived down from the sky, raised all of the royal guard’s hackles in the blink of an eye, putting them on high alert.
“Pulverize this vile place for me!” Qiao Mu bellowed angrily.
At her order, Qingluan abruptly spat out a mouthful of icy frost at n.o.ble Consort Zheng’s bedchamber, and a storm of hailstones pelted it at once in a downpour.
The entire roof was riddled into a sieve by this terrifying burst of icy winds and frosty rain.
As bits of rubble from within each hole in the roof fell down into the interior, the king and n.o.ble consort quickly rushed out of the bedchamber while being escorted by the royal guard.
Immediately, they saw the crown prince consort leap up onto Qingluan’s back, looking down at them from high above. She spoke in a never-before freezing tone of voice, “Courtesan Zheng! Today, I will let you off for the time being on the crown prince’s account! If you offend me again, even if you are the Heavenly King or from the Six Prefectures and Three Provinces, I will have your entire family die without a burial place! Just like this palace!”
“Boom!!” As soon as Qiao Mu finished speaking, n.o.ble Consort Zheng fl.u.s.teredly looked behind her with bulging eyeb.a.l.l.s and witnessed Sophora Flower Palace’s previously intact main bedchamber completely disintegrating into rubble within a split second.
On the other hand, the old king clutched at his chest in continual terror.
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