My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! Chapter 2079 - A Wimp

In an extremely theatrical fashion, that fellow put his palms together and cried out loud while sniveling, “Y-Your His Highness the Crown Prince, I-I am Mo Kun! The Vassal King of Jianping’s son, Mo Kun, your cousin!”

That shameless expression that seemed like he had found his blood brother from eight hundred years ago was jaw-dropping.

Qiao Mu looked down at the Vassal Prince of Jianping, who was prostrating on the floor and kept holding his hands up high in submission. She furrowed her brows in distaste and remarked, “How can you have such a cousin?”

Mo Lian also felt ashamed, and he felt even more stifled when he saw his wifey’s look of distaste.

His anger started raging as he stared at Mo Kun.

He directly flipped Mo Kun over onto his back with a palm strike through the air.

“Don’t you go claiming relations!! Who is your cousin! Scram!”

Mo Kun was startled, and a trace of embarrassment flashed past his face. He scrambled up and then crawled forwards on all fours while weeping bitterly, “Cousin. I-I am Mo Kun, the Vassal King of Jianping’s son, Mo Kun! Wuwuwu, my father is your Imperial Father’s youngest brother! Cousin! You cannot kill me, you cannot kill me!”

“Such a wimp.” Qiao Mu swept Mo Lian a look of distaste.

Her meaning was obvious:?

Mo Lian couldn’t help but get enraged. He swung his hand and slapped the Vassal Prince of Jianping’s cheek through the air. “Scram out of here!”

Yet not only did the Vassal Prince of Jianping not get angry at these words, he instead repeatedly cupped his hands with tears streaming gratefully down his face, “Okay, okay, okay, I will scram, I will immediately scram! Cousin, do not worry. I will not appear before you if not necessary.”

Everybody was flabbergasted as they watched this person?roll?twice on the ground and then scramble up to skedaddle outside.

After withdrawing their gazes, everybody looked at the ashen-faced Crown Prince Mo with queer expressions!

“Haha, Venerable Immortal, look at how much you scared the guy!” Dao Wuji laughed awkwardly, but he still couldn’t resist teasing.

Feng Chen was mystified.

Darling Qiao broke free of her hubby’s hand, flinging it aside. She then faced him with the back of her head.