Chapter 1570 The Little Palace Lady of the Mentally Retarded Prince (76)

Directly knocked the belly of Ning Jiu Mo.

The man behind him snorted, his hands were soft and the sachets landed.

Bai Weiwei stepped on the sachet and turned and reached for his collar. His face was cold and cold. "I have been holding you for a long time. Don't give me the reason to kill you."

Ning Jiu ink eyes are terrible and his expression is as cold.

"You are bold enough to teach the fool to condone the following people who commit the crime. As a result, his identity is humble, and he knows it."

Bai Weiwei has a word and a serious expression.

"My only, he is, not you."

So he is not worthy of her respect and love.

Her eyes are so indifferent and full of strange killings.

Ning Jiu ink's hand, hold her wrist and gently remove it.

Bai Weiwei was amazed, how could her hand have no strength.

The medicine of the sachet was still effective. Her body was soft and she was pushed into the chair by Ning Jiu Mo.

Ning Jiu Mou reached out with a blank expression and pulled his collar.

He was dressed in a stone-colored prince, and on the wide cuffs, the golden silk of the dragon was faint.

Graceful and elegant.

This is the temperament that he had received from the ceremonies of the Prince who had been exposed from the bones.

Even after pondering for so many years, he woke up, still like the moon and the moon, the pines and white snow.

Ning Jiu ink went back to the back waist with one hand and said with a cold face: "He is yours, I am your upper, don't forget, I can let him live, you take him to run? Where can I go? go with."

Bai Weiwei was soft and sitting on the chair with no snoring.

Ning Jiu Mo did not marry her, and she would come to see her.

A woman who likes a fool is also stupid.

He looked at her more and was afraid of infecting stupid diseases.

He said: "Tomorrow I will go to Xiangchao as Xiangrui. You'd better pray. At that time, I can still stay awake in the court. If it is your fool, I guess I will be beheaded directly."

The so-called auspicious sign is that the Taoist said.

When Jixing falls into the palace tomorrow, he will find his mind and even recover... face.

Ning Jiu Mo's hand touched the scar on his half of his face.

The potion has already been prepared.

The scars on his face now are made up of special potions that look rugged and extremely horrible.

But these disfigured syrups are actually good medicines for treating wounds.

He knew that there should still be a wound on his face.

But the wound is definitely not big.

So whether it is to restore the mind, but also to restore the face.

He has all the conditions that are ready.

What he did not say was that although he did not find a drug to detoxify.

But after so many years of development, there is a drug that can still be toxic.

It is this drug that suppresses poison that cannot be eaten.

Because eating too much, it is like drinking and quenching thirst, if it happens someday.

Those suppressed poisons will destroy his brain together.

He will be worse than now.

At that time, happy is her.

She wants him to be stupid.

Ning Jiu Mo did not breathe a sigh of her. "To survive, tomorrow is the key. At that time I will pretend to be amnesia, you... or my palace lady."

He will pretend to lose memory.

Otherwise, his good father, how can he be assured to stay with him.

After all, he was afraid of death. He remembered that he was killed and the tribe was destroyed.

I have to eat a bite.

Solve the Prince, kill the Queen, and finally the throne.

This plan does not know how many years have been laid out. Once started, there is no possibility of turning back.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)