Chapter 1618 The Little Maid of the Retarded Prince (101)

Ning Jiumo's expression was a little cold, and under the flickering candlelight, he looked extremely gloomy.

He said word by word: "Father, my son and minister don't like other women."

He held her hand and began to sweat hotly.

He wants to be in power, so he can't offend the dog emperor.

One wrong step, and his path to the top collapsed.

But looking at the emperor's red and wolf-like eyes, he thought that his eyes fell on the little maid behind him.

The hatred that was suppressed in his heart, as well as the crazy blood came to his head.

He can use anyone in this palace.

The only thing is that he won't use her as a stepping stone, let alone let other men look at her more.

This dog emperor took everything away from him.

Still want to take it away, the only person in this palace who treats him well?

The emperor's face changed, he looked at Ning Jiumo sullenly, "Are you going to resist me?"

Ning Jiumo gritted his teeth, the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Bai Weiwei behind him seemed to be about to come out, he immediately turned around and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk, stay here obediently."

Bai Weiwei trembled, looking at him with some doubts in her eyes.

It seems that they don't understand where their tense atmosphere comes from.

Ning Jiumo wished she didn't understand anything.

He didn't even dare to bet that she would leave with the emperor knowing that the emperor liked her.

As tempting as power is, the Emperor has the best of everything.

Which woman is not tempted.

Even this dog emperor can be her father.

Seeing him scolding Bai Weiwei angrily, the emperor got up angrily, slapped the table and yelled: "Ning Jiumo, you're wrong."

Ning Jiumo turned his head, and immediately bowed his head and lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Father, it's getting late, and I will not disturb my father's rest. My son and Concubine Bai will leave."

Obviously know it's wrong.

He clearly knew that the old dog should be appeased.

But Ning Jiumo hated him so much that his eyes would bleed, if it wasn't for his lack of ability.

He had already drawn his knife and hacked the dog emperor to death.

Who would dare to covet him.

Ning Jiumo firmly held Bai Weiwei's hand, and stepped back step by step, as vigilant as a wolf guarding a treasure.

He didn't want the emperor to see Bai Weiwei, because one glance was too much.

Then he backed away a dozen steps, turned around, grabbed Bai Weiwei into his arms, and dragged her out.

He was afraid that others would snatch his little palace lady away.

Bai Weiwei whispered, "Your Highness?"

Her innocent look made Ning Jiumo furious.

"Don't make a sound."

They have provoked people who shouldn't be provoked, and they still don't know how to keep a low profile.

Did she take a fancy to that old dog?

Bai Weiwei blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand what was wrong with the father and son.

Even if you know, you have to pretend not to know.

Ning Jiumo's eyes were turning into knives, it was frighteningly cold.

The emperor suddenly called out in a low voice: "Mo'er, do you want to be the prince?"

Ning Jiumo's footsteps stopped, he hugged Bai Weiwei, his eyes were vicious and sinister, and his thin red lips were tightly pursed, as if he was sipping blood.

His voice was cold and slow, with frosty sharpness.

"My son, don't dare."

After finishing speaking, he didn't even turn his head, and said in a calm tone: "Your servant will leave, father, please rest in peace."

Ning Jiumo hastily pulled Bai Weiwei and walked forward faster.

Even the eunuchs and court ladies behind him couldn't keep up with his pace.

Back in his palace, Ning Jiumo turned his head fiercely, "Get out of here."

Zheng Kui saw them coming back and wanted to serve them, but he saw this.

He immediately withdrew with all the servants.

The door was closed.

Ning Jiumo immediately pulled the dazed Bai Weiwei and pushed her onto the bed.