Chapter 77 Shocking Change

Chapter 77: Unexpected Change

Mo Qingkuang, a country bumpkin from Tian Nan City, had no idea about this. He thought he was doing a good deed by not easily revealing the birth dates of the women and protecting these embroidered balls.

The bystanders, who were glaring at him, Mo Qingkuang, thought they were just envious and jealous of him. He had never thought that he had actually cut off someone else's source of income.

As he admired the embroidered balls on his hands, Mo Qingkuang glanced frequently at the various young ladies on the balconies.

He felt a sense of pleasure he had never experienced before. Back in Tian Nan City, which young lady wouldn't avoid him, Mo Qingkuang, when they heard he was coming?

Who would have thought that I, Mo Qingkuang, would have such a day? Hehehe.

There was a trace of coldness in Han Yan'er's eyes, and among the young ladies on the balcony, there were many familiar names.

She couldn't glare back; she could only silently resent Mo Qingkuang's unchanging behavior.

If looks could kill, Mo Qingkuang would have been torn apart long ago.

Now, in the midst of a crowd, it wasn't suitable to react, so she could only gnash her teeth in anger.

Even more familiar girls with Han Yan'er laughed and threw their embroidered balls directly into her arms, making her feel embarrassed.

As some exaggerated young gentlemen also jokingly threw several embroidered balls to Han Yan'er, the opportunity to openly flirt with the first beauty of Tian Xuan was rare.

Even if someone were to question them later, they could pass it off as a joke, following the customs, not as disrespect to the princess.

Gradually, as they walked, Mo Qingkuang's body was adorned with several strings of embroidered balls, and his tall steed looked like a flower carriage.

Unbeknownst to Mo Qingkuang, he was still immersed in the joy of the various fragrances.

"Hmm, this one smells like roses, I like it. Let me see, born at fourteen years old? From the family of the Ministry of Rites? Too young? No good."

"This jasmine scent, I like it too. From the Duke of Song's little county princess? Oh, this one's not bad."

"Lotus scent? Is it because of my 'Ode to the Lotus' yesterday? A kindred spirit! Let's see, twenty-eight years old, you cunning woman."

Just as Mo Qingkuang was lost in various scents, Mo Fan's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Qingkuang, be careful, there's a bomb inside that embroidered ball up ahead!"

Mo Qingkuang looked up and saw a embroidered ball falling in front of him. It was wrapped in a layer of bright red brocade with exquisite patterns.

After Mo Fan's reminder, Mo Qingkuang could see that this embroidered ball was different. It didn't fall with the usual spinning motion but seemed much heavier, like it was falling straight down.

Mo Qingkuang broke into a cold sweat, realizing someone dared to assassinate him in front of everyone during this parade.

With a sudden shock, he threw off the embroidered balls covering him. Before his voice could spread, it was drowned out by successive explosions.

"Boom, boom, boom."

It turned out that the other party wasn't just targeting him; the entire parade procession was under attack.

There was even a bomb that exploded next to Han Yan'er, blowing off one of the horse's legs beneath her.

The terrifying explosions rang in Han Yan'er's ears, leaving her stunned and bewildered.

With the street now devoid of the earlier laughter and joy, the air filled with the screams of the injured and the neighing of horses.

Seeing Han Yan'er standing there at a loss, Mo Qingkuang, who had run several yards away, had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush back.

With no time to spare, he lifted the dazed Han Yan'er onto his shoulders and ran as fast as he could.

Before leaving, he slapped Gu Hongyi, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, on the face, waking her up from her stupor: "Run!"

She was unlucky; a bomb had fallen under her horse, blowing its hindquarters into pieces.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Gu Hongyi violently shook her numb legs, and the intense pain restored her control over them. She followed Mo Qingkuang in a hurry towards the street corner.