My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 2731

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Guo’an stood there, utterly flabbergasted, frozen in place for an extended period.

Only then did she meticulously assess the young crown prince consort before her.

Her mind remained clear, and her eyes shone brightly. There were no indications of her being influenced by the newly developed hallucination fragrance.

How had this come to pass?

/That was, indeed, the hallucination fragrance she had just concocted. Its effects were beyond description and almost miraculous./

/However, could it be?/

Upon urging the Crown Prince Consort to inhale once more, even after an extended period of sniffing, the Crown Prince Consort displayed remarkable cooperation.

/Remarkably, there was not the slightest response, despite the prolonged exposure!/

/What could have transpired? Could it be an error in the blending of the spices?/

Guo’an was on the brink of gathering her thoughts at the pool mountain, preparing to assess from appearances, when the young crown prince consort’s voice, impatiently, pierced through, “Very well, now it’s your turn to inhale.”

Having refrained from blending any spices, she lightly waved her sleeve, allowing a delicate fragrance to waft into the air.

Madam Guo’an’s countenance shifted, and she promptly shielded her senses. A sense of self-satisfaction couldn’t help but surface within her.

Naturally, the Crown Prince Consort’s youth perhaps rendered her less adaptable.

/As long as she sealed off her senses, wouldn’t it mean the fragrance could be entirely blocked…?/

/Odd, her head seemed to be swirling slightly./

A sudden despondency enveloped Madam Guo’an.

They could hear the young crown prince consort’s chilly declaration, “Even if you shut off your senses, it’s futile.”

Once this noxious mist of hers made contact with a person’s skin, it would infiltrate every crevice.

/Was it perhaps a delusion?/
Qiao Mu’s smile turned icy.

/This deluded woman actually thought Qiaoqiao would publicly embarrass herself. From where did she draw such misplaced confidence, imagining that Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao would fall for such a crude tactic?/

Qiao Mu’s snicker resonated as she laid eyes on Madam Guo’an, then nonchalantly flicked her sleeve and returned to her seat.

Upon seeing her reseat herself, Crown Prince Mo clutched her petite hand, curiosity etched on his features. “So, what lies within that mist?”

By this point, Madam Guo’an’s complexion had flushed an unnatural crimson.

Her infatuated expression pained the eyes.

“It’s an illusion,” Qiao Mu huffed, her disdain evident. “I’m granting her a grand, bewildering, hallucinatory reverie!”

Yet, observing her lascivious, infatuated grin, he discerned that this was some form of reverie.

Madam Guo’an had already commenced her spectacle.

She began with faint moans, soon after contorting herself on the ground in full view of the main hall. With a trembling wrist, she loosened her gauze attire, emitting indescribable sounds…

Spectators gaped in disbelief at Madam Guo’an’s extraordinary display in the heart of the hall. Their eyes could scarcely trust the scene unfolding before them.

The elderly imperial censors’ visages flushed scarlet, and with a wave of their sleeves, they chided, “This is utterly disgraceful!”

“Such audacity! Lift her up immediately.”

“Unbelievably impudent! Unbelievably impudent!”

Seated upon his throne, the Emperor’s eyelid had been twitching incessantly for some time now. Witnessing Madam Guo’an’s current behavior, he promptly instructed Hu Dequan, “Arrange for her return to the estate.”

Madam Guo’an emitted a enamored “Ughic hahaha” laughter. By now, she had become fully ensnared in that illusory, saccharine reverie.

In the Qin Family’s designated area, Fifth Young Sir Qin felt his hackles rise as he beheld the spectacle before them. A suffocating anger brewed within him, aching to be released.

“Goodness gracious, what could she possibly be dreaming of? Her demeanor is utterly repugnant.” Qi Xuanxuan rubbed her arms to rid herself of the goosebumps, involuntarily shuddering with disgust.