Chapter 1530： The little palace lady of the mentally retarded prince (33)

Chapter 1530 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (33)

When the Guards came, they saw the Prince fall to the side.

Ning Jiu Mo, holding a small palace, shakes badly.

The palace man around the prince immediately shouted, "Catch Ning Wang, and the palace lady will be killed directly."

The prince was hurt like this, and none of them ran out of punishment.

If you don't make a quick contribution, you may be dead.

The Guards, of course, listened to the Prince’s words. They pulled out their swords and planned to hack Bai Weiwei.

Ning Jiu ink stunned, and a violent but powerless mood came up.

He looked up and held Bai Weiwei, his eyes through her thin, fragile shoulders, staring at the guards who were walking with the knife.

His mind is confused again, and he knows that there are too many people who bully them.

Those people are like a group of terrible demons.

They are coming to take away the people who are good to him.

Ning Jiu Mo's body has been shaking, his simple mind can not think of, in addition to seeking a better way.

He can't save Bai Weiwei.

But he can ask them, just like before, those people beat him to humiliate him, he just shrinks in the corner and does not resist, or even beg for mercy.

When they are tired, they will let him go.

Ning Jiu Mo's confused mind, childish mind, can't make him think of a better way.

He can only rely on his own insulted experience, and he wants to hug his little palace girl with his weak and poor ability.

This is the first time he has had a strong desire in the palace for so many years.

Want to...

I want to keep her and not let anyone insult her.

[Hey, the man is good for thirty-five. 】

Bai Weiwei was a little worried by Ning Jiu Mo, and felt that he was so strong that he would strangle her.

However, I heard the reminder that the feeling of goodness rose, and suddenly I felt that the little angel was cute.

For so long, the first such a pleasing target.

Simple and cute, ugly is ugly, but it feels good.

Bai Weiwei smiled and just patted his back and comforted a few words.

I went to the palace with a little fool.

This country is definitely going to be finished. Now it’s not over, and the Prince’s successor is definitely over.

So there is no future in mixing here.

But before Waiting for Bai Weiwei to speak, Ning Jiu Mo suddenly shook his voice and said, "We, we beg for mercy, they will not kill you."

There was a Guardian who had come to them and did not pay tribute to him: "His Royal Highness, please stay away from you, so as not to hurt you."

Ning Jiu Mo is almost in line with his own instinct. Without much thought, he bowed his head and asked for mercy.

But one hand, soft and warm, clearly slender, but firmly held his forehead, so that his head can not go down.

He groaned and heard a soft but cold voice.

"His Highness, there is no one in this world, and you need to squat your head and they don't deserve it."

Ning Jiu Mo's chaotic brain, confused mind, was shattered by the words that were not heavy, but very fierce.

His side face, the childlike eyes trembled, and another force seemed to be robbing his body.

The poison in the body is as uncomfortable as a trace of bone.

However, Ning Jiu Mo’s brain has only one sentence.

They are not worthy.

He looked up and saw that Bai Weiwei had blood on his face, loose hair, and the palace skirt was hanging, his eyes were clear as a knife.

It seems that death can't threaten her half.

Ning Jiu ink eyes gradually recovered his mind, his confused mind, was stabbed by this sentence.

But he was also completely awake.

(End of this chapter)