Chapter 1512： The little palace girl of the mentally retarded prince (12)

Chapter 1512 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (12)

She glared at him as a child.

Nothing is impatient.

She smiled and let Ning Jiu Mo stay and watched. He suddenly had a hot face and didn't know why he didn't dare to look at her.

He took the mung bean cake and then got up and ran to a corner of the door.

This is the place he is most familiar with and the place where he can feel at ease.

Bai Weiwei saw that he was scared away. She was not angry and was not in a hurry.

Ning Jiu Mo was able to give her 15 good feelings in two days. It is his kindness and kindness to believe in a stranger.

Therefore, it is very natural for him to think of guarding her.

She has not chased the past, too diligent, but will cause the psychological burden of Ning Fool.

Therefore, Bai Weiwei lowered her eyelids and continued to mend his old clothes.

Her maid's suit fell to her feet, her body was petite, her waist was as thin as a green willow, her fingers were on the line, and her clothes were on her knees.

Ning Jiuyin holds his knees in his hands, half of his face buried in his legs, only revealing two black lacquer-like eyes like a deer.

His confused mind doesn't know what beauty is.

But still clear, she is different from others.

His nose smelled the smell of his clothes, the scent of the saponins, and he smelled good.

He sniffed his sleeve and thought of the smell on her body. The faint aroma was a little different from him.

Better smell.

Ning Jiu Mo's face is more red, he does not dare to look at her.

I feel very strange.

But I couldn't help but look up and wanted to continue to see her.

Just looking up, I saw Bai Weiwei turning her face, her eyes against him.

She even smiled at him.

Ning Jiu Mo’s body trembled and immediately shrank himself into a shackle, and he was somewhat guilty.

Then he thought of something and immediately put the mung bean cake in his hand into his sleeve.

On the mung bean cake is her handkerchief, as fragrant as her.

Bai Weiwei sewed the clothes and saw Ning Jiu ink shrinking into the corner.

She is certain that Ning Jiu Mo is definitely not a madman.

It’s a fool.

Stupid, no attack at all.

Poor and terrible, even she can bully him.

If he is crazy, then it is impossible to be so quiet.

Is there so much news about the madman holding a knife on the street to hack people?

Bai Weiwei packed up her clothes, then carefully walked in front of Ning Jiu Mo, and bowed her head and said, "Your Highness, let's play with the kites. Yesterday's kites have not been finished."

Ning Jiu ink eyes brightened, he hesitated for a moment, finally reached out and gently placed on her palm.

Bai Weiwei endured a smile, this is the three-year-old IQ.

There is no big problem in giving food to play basically.

Ning Jiu Mo was squatted by Bai Weiwei on the bench and gave her a fine strip of kites.

Bai Weiwei saw that half of the kite was torn in half yesterday. She pondered and wondered for a while, then took the kite apart without any exception.

Ning Jiu Mo took the wooden strip seriously and sat on the bench without moving.

It seems that Bai Weiwei's holding him with a wooden strip is a very big thing, and he needs to use his strength to maintain.

The sound of the outside was a little small, but there were several unsophisticated voices of the eunuch.

"I heard that this palace still has some soft jewelry."

"Grandfather, the palace lady of Ning Wang was still shackled a few days ago, and she died in the well before..."

"Hey, you still believe that the fool of Ning Wang can kill people."

The voice of the father-in-law is fine, and listening is harsh.

He was cold. "When I hit the fool, he would only hide, nothing. The prince, in fact, is a monk who is worse than us. The empress is said, as long as it does not kill, it will be done. There is a Queen's maiden support, I just disabled the idiot, and no one dared to say anything."

(End of this chapter)