Chapter 1595 The Little Maid of the Retarded Prince (76)

It hit Ning Jiumo's abdomen directly.

The man behind him snorted, his hands softened, and the sachet fell to the ground.

Bai Weiwei stepped on the sachet, turned around and reached out to grab his collar, her face was extremely cold, "I have endured you for a long time, don't give me a reason to beat you to death."

Ning Jiumo's eyes were terribly bright, and his expression was equally cold.

"You are quite courageous. You taught that fool not to condone those who commit crimes, but in the end, you are so humble that you commit crimes knowingly."

Bai Weiwei said every word with a serious expression.

"My boss is only him, not you."

So he is not worthy of her respect and love.

Her eyes were so indifferent, full of strange killing intent.

Ning Jiumo's hand held her wrist, and gently pulled it away.

Bai Weiwei was at a loss, why did her hands lose strength.

The medicine in the sachet still had an effect, and she was so weak that Ning Jiumo pushed her to sit on the chair.

Ning Jiumo stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and tugged at his collar.

He was dressed in a stone-blue prince's uniform, and on the wide cuffs, the golden silk of the dragon was faintly visible.

Charming and extravagant, elegant manners.

This is the temperament that he has cultivated from the prince's etiquette that he has received, and it is revealed from the bones.

Even after so many years of grinding, when he woke up, he was still like a bright moon and jade, green pines and white snow.

Ning Jiumo put one hand behind his waist, and said coldly: "He is your boss, and I am your boss. Don't forget, I can keep him alive. You take him away? Where can he go?" go."

Bai Weiwei sat on the chair with limp hands and feet, without saying a word.

Ning Jiumo didn't talk to her either, he just got angry when he saw her.

Women who like fools are also fools.

He looked at her a few more times, for fear of contracting the disease of stupidity.

He said: "Tomorrow I will go to the court hall as an auspicious sign. You'd better pray. At that time, I will still be able to stay awake in the court hall. If it is your fool, I will probably be beheaded if I go straight up."

The so-called auspicious omens are what Taoists said.

When the auspicious star falls into the palace tomorrow, he will regain his sanity, and even restore... his appearance.

Ning Jiumo touched the scar on half of his face with his hand.

The potion has already been prepared.

The scars on his face now are all formed by the condensation of special medicine, which looks uneven and terrifying.

But these disfiguring potions are actually good medicines for wounds.

He knew that there should still be wounds on his face.

But the wound is certainly not big.

So it doesn't matter whether it's restoring sanity or restoring appearance.

He has ready conditions.

What he didn't say, though, was that he hadn't found an antidote.

However, after so many years of development, there is a drug that can still suppress toxicity.

It is this kind of drug that suppresses poison and cannot be taken in excess.

Because eating too much is like drinking poison to quench thirst, if one day it explodes.

Together those oppressive poisons would destroy his brain.

He will be worse than he is now.

At that time, she was the one who was happy.

She wished he had been stupid all the time.

Ning Jiumo glared at her angrily, "To survive, tomorrow is the key. At that time, I will pretend to lose my memory. You... are still my court lady."

He would pretend to have amnesia.

Otherwise, how could his good father be so relieved to let him stay.

After all, he was afraid of death. He remembered the killing of concubine Rou and the destruction of his clan.

The meal should be eaten one bite at a time.

Get rid of the prince, kill the queen, and finally the throne.

I don't know how many years this plan has been laid out. Once it is launched, there is no possibility of turning back.