The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 300 "She is your daughter!" (!!!)
The Tatar looked at Chacha, and Chacha stared at him without showing any weakness. She even puffed up her cheeks and frowned. The little princess was so much fun!

Lord Long Live looked very itchy.

He couldn't wait and urged: "Give Ning Jiaman to the Tatars!"

Ning Jiaman shook her head frantically, "No! Your Majesty! Please don't hand me over to the Tatars! They won't let me live!"

Lord Long Live looked at her as if she were a corpse: "Do you think you can escape your life if you are in my hands?"

Ning Jiaman is going to be handed over to the Tatars?no!He must kill this little bitch with his own hands!

The fake Taoist priest suddenly awakened, his fierce eyes were filled with scarlet!
Gu Qin said to the fake Taoist: "Be honest."

Ning Mizhen looked over, "..."

Her eyes were fixed on the fake Taoist priest.

So familiar... So familiar!

He is not……

Ning Mizhen couldn't believe what she saw. She hadn't seen him for six years. She thought she would never see this man again in this life, but she never expected that she would see him again under such circumstances!

The fake Taoist now wants to kill Ning Jiaman himself, but he is completely unaware of Ning Mizhen's eyes.

After Gu Qin relaxed his guard, he suddenly rushed towards Ning Jiaman like a mad dog, and grabbed her neck with all his might!
"Little slut! You little slut! I want to die with you! We will die together!!!"

Ning Mizhen hurriedly stood up from the ground——

Ning Jiaman's neck was severely restrained by the fake Taoist priest, and fresh air could not be injected. Her face was flushed, and gradually turned from red to livid.

If you don't stop, she will really die!

Ning Mizhen shouted: "Stop!"

The fake Taoist priest has gone crazy, he wants to strangle Ning Mizhen to death right now!

Ning Mizhen had no choice but to cry out his name: "Feng Gou!"

Feng Gou suddenly stopped aggravating the force, and Ning Jiaman, who was lifted up, fell heavily to the ground, panting like a life after being picked up from the gate of hell.

Feng Gou turned around in embarrassment, and his eyes fell on Ning Mizhen.

He recognized her, and his voice trembled: "You...you..."

Seeing that Feng Gou withdrew his hand, Ning Mizhen went to help Ning Jiaman sit up: "You can't kill her."

Feng Gou: "Why can't I kill her? It's all this little bitch who made me end up in such a mess! She deserves to die!"

Ning Mizhen closed her eyes, even she wanted to escape the fact: "She is your daughter!"

As soon as these six words were uttered, not only Feng Gou, but even Ning Jiaman, Ning Chaochun and Zheng Hui were far from expecting them.

Ning Mizhen bowed her head in pain. It was because she gave birth to a daughter with an unlucky father all these years, which made her unable to hold her head up in front of everyone, so that she was not even eligible to enter the palace draft.

In so many midnight dreams, she imagined that if it was not Ning Wanqing who entered the palace but Ning Mizhen, everything would have changed in the end?
But there are no ifs in life, and her mistake ruined their mother and daughter's life.

If Ning Jiaman hadn't cared so much about her father's unknown background, she wouldn't have hated Chacha so much. In the end, she reaped the consequences, and the whole Ning family was imprisoned by her.

"No...no...Mom, you are talking nonsense! He is not my father! The father in my heart is not like him!"

(End of this chapter)