Chapter 1544 The Little Palace Maid of the Mentally Retarded Prince (20)

She has nothing to do with the palace, nor does she know any dignitaries.

Even when he entered the palace, his family starved to death because of famine.

It's a really clean background, of course, the bottom-level court ladies and eunuchs grab a lot of them.

But to be able to come to him and be so good to him.

Is it possible if there is no purpose?

Ning Jiumo's suspicious and vicious nature made him vigilant against any gesture of affection.

If you are crazy, you may still depend on one person.

He doesn't.

Therefore, Bai Weiwei's information may be replaced by others.

Ning Jiumo was expressionless and put the paper on the fire and burned it.

Then he walked slowly to the bed with his hands behind his back, his figure was full of dignity, and even though his slender figure was a little thinner, he still had the majesty of the prince's demeanor in the past.

He slowly bent over, half of his hideous and ugly face was hidden in the shadows, like a ghost.

The face on the other side is ingeniously exquisite and delicate.

Comparing the two sides, the ugly is uglier, the beautiful is more beautiful.

Even more eerie and terrifying.

The dim light reflected on Bai Weiwei's quiet sleeping face.

The outline of her slender body was looming under the quilt. The porcelain-white face has the same characteristics as before he was disfigured.

Just cute.

When he was a child, his face was not sharp, and when he laughed, even the selfish and vicious father emperor liked him.

And Bai Weiwei, just like him before.

Laugh, everyone likes it.

I just don't know what kind of black heart is under the skin of her cute smile.

Ning Jiumo watched for a long time, and suddenly sneered, "Just let you take care of me for a few days and see how long you can bear it."

Who would want to really take care of a fool.

Even when you are impatient with your own children.

Not to mention a strange lunatic, a lunatic who could not bring her any benefit.

Ning Jiumo lay back on the bed and decided not to startle the snake.

He couldn't find out Bai Weiwei's identity for a while.

Then her identity is estimated to be very deep, and this kind of meticulous work is also very good to use.

Ning Jiumo was full of intrigue, resisting the urge to kick Bai Weiwei away, and got into the bed.

There was her warm breath in the bed.

Ning Jiumo was used to being alone, but for a while he was not used to such a warm and clean taste.

He held his breath and stiffened.

Once it was quiet, the scene where she smiled softly today, washed his hands, cut his nails, sewed clothes, and fed him again, came into his mind.

He couldn't help but reached out and patted his head, swearing in a low voice, "I don't want to, you trash, you think she's okay with such a worthless gratification?"

Just a dark little mouse.

When he was crazy before, he didn't let others approach him very much.

Only this little palace maid could get close to the irrational him, which made Ning Jiumo very dissatisfied.

Suddenly a hand softly snapped and patted his chest.

Ning Jiumo shuddered, her whole body stiffened, and she didn't dare to say a word.

And Bai Weiwei just turned over, put her foot directly on his thigh, then hugged him and continued to sleep.

When Ning Jiomo responded, he breathed a little more heavily, and he was shaking with anger.

Is she so disrespectful, or is she trying to seduce him?

Ning Jiumo sneered coldly, he had already seen through this old-fashioned trick.

Just as he was about to reach out and push her away, he bumped into a soft spot, still warm?

What the hell is this?