Your Majesty, you are under arrest

Three seconds of silence...

The anger in Wen Xining's eyes gradually sublimated, and Beitang Shuo, who saw that something was wrong, had already hid behind Quan'er, holding his head and closing his eyes, ready to bear the lion's roar from his wife.

But at this moment, there were a few bursts of screams from outside, accompanied by an extremely domineering shout: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!!!!"

With the sound of a horse neighing, the carriage that Wen Xining and the others were sitting in shook violently, and then came to a stop with a bang.

Originally, the preparations were made to resist Wen Xining's lion's roar skill, but by coincidence, Bei Tangshuo and Quan'er were spared, but Wen Xining was knocked out.

Clutching her head and propping herself up, Wen Xining pulled open the car curtain with a "shua", and said sharply, "What's going on?"

The coachman was in a hurry. If he hurt the prince or the concubine, it would be a death penalty. His face turned pale with fright, "My lord, my concubine, there is a carriage rushing in front of me. The little one couldn't dodge for a while, please forgive me."

Wen Xining frowned, and was about to speak, but heard a few exclamations from outside: "I bumped into someone, bumped into someone!"

"Yeah, it seems to be a boy, I don't know if he is dead or not."

"Hush, keep your voice down, don't even look at whose carriage it is, be careful not to speak out."

Looking out through the opened curtain, a gorgeously decorated carriage parked not far from them, surrounded by a group of people pointing there.

As soon as she heard that she had hit someone, Wen Xining didn't hesitate for a moment, she got out of the carriage and jumped out.

"Oh, my concubine, where are you going? This is..." the coachman screamed, but Wen Xining walked towards the crowd as if he hadn't heard of it.

Bei Tangshuo looked at the green figure that was drifting away, then at the carriage in front, and sighed silently. It seemed that his wife was going to join in the fun again, but he just liked the fun.

"Quan'er, there seems to be something interesting there, Shuo'er wants to see it too!" While speaking, he dragged Quan'er and jumped out of the carriage, and ran towards the crowd.

The coachman wanted to cry, but Uncle Fu in the car behind also quickly got out of the carriage and followed the two masters, his face was solemn. The owner of this carriage is not someone to be trifled with, so don't suffer any disadvantages then.

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ps: I won’t say anything, everyone understands...