Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 44

Mo Li supported the chopping board and turned to look at Wang Po angrily. Seeing Mo Li's sharp eyes, Wang Po trembled a little: "What are you looking at? Tell you not to embarrass our Third Prince, do you know?"

Wang Po suddenly saw the Qionghua hairpin in Mo Li's temples, her eyes lit up, and she quickly snatched it over. Mo Li looked at the unusually bright light in Wang Po's eyes with a sneer.

Wang Po glanced at Mo Li and put the hairpin into her sleeve: "This hairpin is very expensive, how can you, a poor slave, have such precious jewelry? You."

"Wang Po, are you really sure you want to take this hairpin?" Mo Li said with a smile in his eyes.

Wang Po stared and said loudly: "Why, are you still reluctant? Why don't you just take a hairpin from you?" Suddenly Wang Po's mouth was leaking, and she quickly covered her mouth.

"Wang Po, don't regret it. I'm afraid you will die wearing this hairpin." Mo Li said coldly.

Wang Po sneered and raised her hand to beat her: "I beat you dead slave, how dare you curse me." Mo Li closed his eyes and was about to suffer the pain. Mo Li deliberately provoked the old woman today, as long as she beat her, Mo Li thought Just pass out on the ground, and then she can get out of here.

The pain didn't come, but Wang Po's scream was heard: "Oh, oh, my lord, please let go."

I saw a strong man with a black face and long beard grabbing Wang Po's hand. Wang Po's hand was twisted abnormally, and the pain distorted Wang Po's facial features. From the very beginning, I saw you bullying me, Er En, girl, see if I don't beat you."

Wang Po shouted hoarsely: "Where did you come from the plague god, I don't care what my slaves have to do with you."

The black-faced and long-bearded man clenched his fists: "Well, you bitch, this general will let you know what a plague god is, and I won't fight all over the place to find my teeth."

"Zuo Rui, don't." Mo Li yelled, then looked at Zuo Rui and shook his head: "Wang Po didn't bully me, I provoked her on purpose just now, let her go." Of course Mo Li knew this black face bearded.

His name is Zuo Rui, and he is Shangguan Che's vanguard general. He used to be a personal bodyguard. They knew each other a long time ago. Brute force, I'm afraid that if this punch goes on, Wang Po's teeth may not be recovered.

Seeing Mo Li pleading for Wang Po, Zuo Rui shook off Wang Po's arm fiercely: "I told you that you are letting me see you bullying Mo Li, don't talk about it, I won't even get your head back, get out of here!" .” Zuo Rui pulled Mo Li away.

Zuo Rui was very angry, at least his heart was sour. How could that gentle and clever Mo Li become what he is today? Mo Li is the goddess in the hearts of their guards.

Zuo Rui didn't want to talk, for fear of revealing his sadness, he just desperately pulled Mo Li forward, and Mo Li felt that his hand was about to be pinched by Zuo Rui: "Zuo Rui, Zuo Rui, my arm is going to be crushed!" You broke."

Zuo Rui let go and looked at Mo Li's arm in panic: "Second sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, wherever it hurts, it's all my fault, why are you so careless."

Mo Li rubbed his arms and looked Zuo Rui up and down. He was wearing a dark brown unicorn robe, thick-soled official boots, and a machete around his waist. The childishness in his eyes was gone. Mo Li smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm teasing you, you came back from the border, I heard that you became a general, Zuo Rui, you finally got what you wanted."

(End of this chapter)