My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

ll them master and servant right into the abyss of hell.

Noble Consort Zheng shrieked in surprise, and she quickly shrunk behind Cailing without caring about appearances.

“Enough!” Queen Zhao was enraged.

At present, she disliked both Noble Consort Zheng and this crown prince consort for stirring up so many upsetting matters on the first day of the new year.

She only felt that the big one and the small one were both troublemakers, being at each other’s throats whenever they met.

“Crown Prince Consort, Our Highness is pregnant, so can you speak nicely to her?” Cailing tearfully entreated, fully acting out the part of a loyal servant.

Qiao Mu snickered, and she asked in a soft voice that only the three of them could hear, “Pregnant? You sure?”

Noble Consort Zheng’s complexion suddenly paled, and her malicious eyes promptly produced a hint of incredulity as she gazed at Qiao Mu in slight terror.

The corner of Qiao Mu’s lips cracked open like a woodcut, and she gazed icily at Noble Consort Zheng and her servant while asking coldly, “What if I make this matter public?”

“Don’t!” Noble Consort Zheng screamed.
When she sensed the queen and the many royal concubines’ suspicious gazes, she promptly straightened her body as a chill ran down her back.
She fixed her expression before chiding, “Cailing, don’t talk nonsense.
It’s only that my abdomen feels a bit uncomfortable.
With your groundless uproar, making a fuss about nothing, what to do if the crown prince consort were to be wrongly blamed?”

Queen Zhao stared at Noble Consort Zheng with a gaze so biting that it was like she wanted to burn a hole in her face, wanting to see why she suddenly changed her attitude.

After standing up on her own, Noble Consort Zheng forcefully held onto Cailing’s arm, saying, “Help me to sit over there.”

It wasn’t until she had returned to her seat that Noble Consort Zheng looked beside her at the crown prince consort, who had also sat down in her own seat, in sudden realization.