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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Chapter 1437: A Night Chat Between Sisters
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The king only showed a smiling face again when he saw that the mood had turned pleasant. He then gestured to Queen Zhao with his eyes.

Queen Dowager nodded in reply and summoned the dancers to come perform a congratulatory birthday dance. All the court officials stood up to congratulate the queen dowager on her major birthday.

After experiencing some minor disruptions, the birthday feast finally ended on a good note with both guests and hosts thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Once the feast ended, everyone immediately swarmed to register with the Eastern Palace’s junior eunuch Xiao’xi’zi about the matter of purchasing a prolongation pill.

Qiao Mu had also long been unable to hold herself back and bounced to the red-clothed young lady’s side. She then bit her small lips aggrievedly while stretching out her arms.

Doya hastily gave her a big bear hug as she murmured tearily, “Little Junior Sister, it’s really great to see you.”

Qiao Mu felt that seeing Doya was really great too.

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She had originally thought that there was no one left in the entire Holy Water Sect besides her.

When she suddenly saw Doya, she recalled this red-clothed girl with a tribal air whom she met in front of the mountain gate on the first day she went to the Holy Water Sect eight years ago.

‘You also came for the Holy Water Sect’s gate test, right? Don’t worry, just follow me!’

‘We’re from the Alava Tribe in the west. My name is Doya, what about you? What’s your name?’

Some memories seemed distant, but they seemed to be happening in front of her upon thinking of them again. They were so vivid that she could reach out and touch them.

She had thought that Doya had long died in that massacre by the Six Prefectures.

She had thought that… her remains had long dissipated between heaven and earth.

Because at the end, when she was woodenly clearing away the sect disciples’ corpses all alone by herself, she had only counted the remains of five hundred plus disciples.

Too many people had self-detonated that day inside the sect. The life lantern fragments inside the ancestral temple were also badly damaged, so she did not watch everyone’s life lantern fragments.

The little stoic was simply not certain whether Doya was one of the people who had self-detonated.

Qiao Mu could only wallow in her grief at this time, and her negative emotions bound her up within.

“Junior Sister, don’t be sad. If Aunt-Master is looking down on us from the sky, she wouldn’t want to see you like this.” Doya patted her back gently.

“Come, let’s go out to talk.” Seeing that some people kept glancing over in their direction after they finished registering with Xiao’xi’zi inside the main hall, Doya took the little stoic’s hand and walked out with her.

In reality, everyone did not have bad intentions. They just couldn’t help but be curious when they saw the stoic-faced crown prince consort forming an expression on her face.

Crown Prince Mo had been paying close attention to his wifey’s movements, but he did not go over to disturb her reunion with Doya.

“Your Highness, Yi’an just ran off with her tail between her legs.” Huifeng appeared beside Mo Lian with a grin.

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The amusing show just now truly was quite entertaining!

Yi’an had gotten face-slapped several times in a row by the crown prince consort in public… even he felt his face hurt for her!

Mo Lian’s gaze slowly turned frosty. “She and the Vassal Prince of An’nan are getting married the day after tomorrow?”

“Correct, on the 10th day of June.”

Mo Lian curled his lips. “Keep an eye on everything. Ensure that they get married smoothly without a hitch.”

“Yes.” Huifeng nodded vigorously.

At this time, Doya had led her little junior sister to a somewhat remote waterside pavilion in Brocade Garden and sat inside the gazebo with her.

It was already late in the evening, and a breeze blew over the surface of the lake, creating ripples in the moon’s reflection on the water.

The two leaned back on the curved railing. Meanwhile, the tribesmen of the Alava Tribe all stood far away outside the waterside pavilion, so there was no one coming to disturb the martial sisters.