Chapter 1627 The Little Maid of the Retarded Prince (112)

As a result, just as she hesitated for a moment, a heavy body behind her had already rushed towards her, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Bai Weiwei reached out to push Ning Jiumo away, but she didn't wait for her to touch him.

His hand had already grabbed her belt tightly, and the two of them rolled into a ball in an instant.

Fell into a grass by the porch.

The grass was very deep, and the two of them groaned at the same time.

Bai Weiwei was hit on the waist, and was in so much pain that she couldn't get up.

She just can't use her strength.

Ning Jiumo's face was gloomy, and he tugged at her belt, tightly binding her hands.

As soon as Bai Weiwei exerted force, the belt split again.

Ning Jiumo's eyes were bloodshot, she suddenly pulled the sachet from her waist, and tightly covered her mouth and nose.

Bai Weiwei had been prepared for a long time, held her breath, and didn't inhale much.

Her girdle-bound hands hit him hard in the face.

Ning Jiumo was dizzy, let go of his hand, and fell out.

Infinite strength is not a joke, if it wasn't for Bai Weiwei, he would still remember this guy, he was the target of the raid.

She didn't show mercy, and it is estimated that he could be labeled as mentally retarded again.

Bai Weiwei endured the pain and wanted to get up from the ground.

But Ning Jiumo looked up with blood on the corner of his mouth, he looked at her gloomyly, and suddenly smiled softly: "Concubine mother?"

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips and looked at him, the sadness appeared in her eyes, for fear of being seen by him.

She lowered her head suddenly, "We won't meet again in the future, Your Highness."

Ning Jiumo's smile didn't change, but his laughter was a bit shrill.

"Don't want to meet? Mother concubine? You are amazing. You are so obsessed with that old bastard that you even promised you the position of queen. Did you give him your body?"

Bai Weiwei froze, anger made her look up, her eyes were full of burning anger.

"Ning Jiumo, can you stop being so dirty? I don't."

Ning Jiumo stared at her face, his tone trembling, "No? I don't believe it."

That old bastard is so cruel and cruel.

How selfish, he doesn't care about anything other than cultivating immortality.

Even the children don't care anymore.

If she didn't give anything, how could that old bastard spoil her so much.

Ning Jiumo held her face in both hands, and touched her shoulders, waist, and thighs.

His grim face was now full of furious impatience.

"Where did that bastard touch you? Here? Or here?"

Bai Weiwei wanted to struggle, but Ning Jiumo hugged her tightly with both hands, "You hit me, anyway, you are stronger than me, so just beat me to death."

In the end, under the fierce tone, it turned out to be the pain of grievance.

Bai Weiwei didn't struggle, but said helplessly, "Ning Jiumo, are you a fool? Sending me away and rebelling by yourself is no different from suicide."

Ning Jiumo froze.

He placed his trembling fingers on her back, "So you sacrifice yourself and become my mother and concubine?"

Bai Weiwei did not answer this question, but said softly: "I will protect you."

This sentence sounds pleasant and sweet on weekdays.

At this moment, there is a heart-piercing smell of blood.

After hearing this, Ning Jiumo really hated it, hated it to the core.

He whispered, "Do you need to make up your own mind?"

Bai Weiwei looked at him helplessly.

It seemed that he didn't understand what he said.

And Ning Jiumo's eyes were already red, and he said in a serious voice: "Whoever asked you to make up your own mind, if you want to protect me, you can use yourself in exchange. I can fight for the throne by myself, and I can kill the emperor myself. You don’t need to change it. Why did you take the initiative to kill all my efforts.”