My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 5394 5.1146 The wicked sue first

"What happened." Qiao Mu touched his glistening head, and was a little speechless.

The condensing mirror of tens of thousands of years of age is not old, and the intelligence is not as small as a monk ...

"Empty, come here." Qiao Mu waved at him.

The little monk hurriedly kicked his legs and hurried to stand next to Qiao Mu.

"What's wrong with your face?" Qiao Mu squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell sharply on his left face, a pale bruise. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't find it. Nothing

The condenser was crying more and more desolately, howling and crying loudly, "Being beaten, and me, me, my neck is also blue."

Qiaomu looked at the neck pointed by the condenser, and sure enough he saw a blue mark wide by two fingers.

"What's the matter, empty." Qiaomu pulled the young monk to his side and looked at him with a full face, "Who bullied you?"

The little monk scratched his head and glanced at Qiao Mu a little embarrassedly. "Mother, am I in trouble for you. Actually ... it's fine."

"It's all right." The little monkey jumped angrily in front of Qiao Mu, filled with indignation, "Miss, when we were teaching at the preschool monitor today, someone provoked us."

"Yes!" Lord Condenser nodded quickly. "The bad boys, especially bad, provoked the three of us, nothing to do."

"Amitabha." The little monk "snapped" his hands together and blinked. "Two little donors, you have to say more, it's just a trivial matter."

When Qiao Mu saw the little monk like this, he was about to start talking again. He quickly interrupted his conversation, shifted the topic, and pretended to ask curiously, "Guangguang, how can you talk about the three of you?"

"His Royal Highness." Gong Chen, who came hurriedly, glanced strangely at the three children standing aside, and quickly saluted, "His Royal Highness, Princess Concubine, Master Lu from the Heavenly Prison, and Zhang Shilang from the Ministry of Justice Several people came together to ask for sin. "

Mo Lin took a look, then looked at three small eyes indifferently, "You come out with me."

Master Guangguang quickly grabbed the little monkey's sleeve and shook it secretly. The latter lowered his head and gave him a stern glance, scaring the little boy's hand, and quickly standing upright.

Qiaomu saw the three of them frowning slightly. He moved his heart slightly, took the young monk's hand, and patted him gently. "Empty, you never lied before."

The little monk quickly said, "Amitabha's monk doesn't slang."

Qiao Mu rubbed his head. "Then you said, are these people who come to plead guilty have something to do with you?"

The little monk thought about it, and still honestly clicked on that smooth head, "Madam, don't you get angry, OK?"

Qiao Mu squeezed his chubby face, "I'll find you later."

After all, she settled down to sleep with her son, and turned out of the temple door.

At the entrance of the main hall, before we stepped into the door, I heard a few faint childish weeping noises.

Upon entering the door, good guy, there was a row of seven or eight-year-old children kneeling in the main hall entrance.

Several serious court officials were pleaded guilty to the prince, asking for forgiveness.

Qiaomu glanced at the row of children kneeling on the ground, and when they could clearly see what they looked like, he couldn't help it.

(End of this chapter)