"Your Highness! Please rescue my fourth sister! She got separated from us in the crowd and is currently missing. I am afraid that she will meet with danger!" Shu Quan beseeched desperately in worry.
The crown prince looked at her with creased brows. "Does Royal Brother know that you came to Xiluo Street to distribute rice?"
Shu Quan nodded repeatedly while wiping away her tears and sweat.
"Simply foolishness," Mo Lian reprimanded.
Xiluo Street was originally populated with impoverished people. Even the royal court would dispatch the military to maintain public order every time they distributed rice.
They were afraid that something unexpected would occur and turn a good deed into a bad one.
Yet these women before him dared to come to this slum to announce their existence with just seven to eight royal guards?
Did they have any brains at all?
