Chapter 1533： The little palace lady of the mentally retarded prince (36)

Chapter 1533 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (36)

"That is, I saw them in the cave, not wearing clothes and fighting."

Bai Weiwei’s mouth trembled, and this was so straightforward.

The identity of their audience has become a target.

Sure enough, the eyes of the Prince were immediately killed, and the expression of grievances, I can’t wait to make them smash.

Bai Weiwei wants to stop Ning Jiu Mo from talking about this idiot, but the little idiot does not understand what is dangerous.

His eyes are childish and stupid. "When they fight, they still say, want..."

The emperor whispered: "What do you want?"

Ning Jiu Mo confused a bit, thinking hard, hesitating to say: "To fight in a big chair."

Bai Weiwei: "?"

She thought of the last time in the rockery, Ning Jiu Mo began to see the Prince there.

Did Prince Edward have said these words?

The big chair, the Prince is also a ronin.

Not enough to sleep in the wild, but also to sleep on the sofa.

But the emperor thought about it at once, and he whispered a word, "sleeping, big chair."

Big chair, this sentence has all kinds of meanings.

But as a man with extremely serious suspicion, the emperor might not have thought of it.

The big chair may be a dragon chair.

Even his woman dared to sleep out of a child, then there is nothing to dare to do with this counter.

The emperor suddenly felt that he was not only green, but even the chair was dangerous.

The prince looked shocked and he screamed wildly. "The children have not said this, and the children have no heart."

Emperor: "Enough, I still want to lose face. When will this monk be killed, Prince will be imprisoned."

The prince was shaking, and once he was imprisoned, who knows when it will be released.

He looked at Ning Jiu Mo and found him hiding behind Bai Weiwei. He was curiously using one eye and secretly watching him.

Obviously still a fool.

The prince suspected that he thought too much. He thought that Ning Jiu Mo had framed himself.

Did you accidentally say that you missed it last time? After all, once a man gets to his head, anything can be said.

But the next moment, he suddenly saw Ning Jiu Mo's eyes changed, cold and sober, mixed with a few malicious ridicule.

Prince Edward is sober, Ning Jiu Mo is not stupid.

His face was pale and hateful. He was all Ning Jiu Mo, and he planned it.

The prince was able to break away from the scorpion, and there were several eunuchs who suppressed it.

"Ning Jiu Mo, it's all you, is it that you frame me?"

The prince rushed over like crazy.

Ning Jiu ink brows a wrinkle, and was prepared to have a beating meal.

But the prince’s fist had just arrived, and one hand held his head and pressed him into a warm embrace.

Bai Weiwei did not stupidly stand in the same place as a meat shield. She held Ning Jiu ink and rolled directly to the ground, leaving her original position.

Although I really want to let the other hand of the Prince also break.

However, under the eyes of the public, more than one thing is less, and the good tradition of the audience is brought to the extreme.

After rolling away, Bai Weiwei hid Ning Jiu Mo to hide at the pillar.

Still looking down with sincerity and fear.

When the Prince flew past, his feet seemed to be gently smashed by the little palace girl, and the foot bones came with a painful pain.

Bai Weiwei's little movement is very subtle.

No one can see clearly except Ning Jiu Mo in his arms.

Even the Prince was ashamed, how suddenly he broke his leg.

Ning Jiu Mo saw Bai Weiwei so close to her, she secretly licked her lips, and a smile disappeared.

Bai Weiwei looked down and saw that Ning Fool looked at her with a dull look.

She sneaked a sneak peek at her lips, and she licked her lips.

This looks like it is saying, nothing, I protect you.

Ning Jiu's face was hot, and he suddenly bowed his head, still stupid, but did not dare to look up again.

[Hey, the man is very good. 】

Bai Weiwei said that this kind of good feelings rose, which made her heart hurt.

How does her thirty-five good feelings become ten?

The last one, sleep, good night.

(End of this chapter)