Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 267 Follower Dust
"Hmph, of course there will be no problem with my plan, just wait and see." Ning Zhao said proudly.

After the two finished talking, they cleaned up and took a rest.

In Qizhou City, at the gate of the small farmyard where the Sixth Prince collapsed, Ning Zhao, who was dressed in men's clothes, was beautiful. Although it was already late autumn, the folding fan in her hand not only did not affect her demeanor at all, but made her even more beautiful. A little more spirit.

But Nong Mo, who was originally following her waiter, was replaced by a tall follower, who said he was a follower, but he didn't have the servility that a follower should have. On the contrary, he was more like Ning Zhao, a close friend of a prince.

Ning Zhao glanced at him, and couldn't help complaining: "You are now my son's personal servant, take back the aura on your body, if people see the flaws, you can play by yourself."

Mo Juechen, who was next to him with the alias of Achen, immediately smiled flatteringly at her, "What is Zhaoer talking about?" Then he deliberately wanted to take back the dignity that had been on him for a long time, but no matter how he restrained himself, , that kind of natural nobility, but after all, there is still a bit leaked out.

Ning Zhao rolled her eyes, then stopped thinking about it, and went directly to knock on the door, but Mo Juechen was one step ahead of her and knocked on the door for her.

This time it was still Qingfeng who came to open the door. When she saw Ning Zhao and "Achen" beside her, Qingfeng felt that she was not well, her brows twitched, and she quickly moved away and made a gesture of invitation to Ning Zhao and the two of them. .

"Who's here?" A lazy voice came from the room, and Ning Zhao glanced at Mo Juechen unexpectedly. If it wasn't because she knew that the Lord was by her side, it would be really difficult for her to distinguish the people in the room. It will be Mo Yusheng.

Walking to the room where Mo Juechen was resting, he saw the "Six Princes" lying weakly on the bed, and Linglong was massaging his temples.

Seeing Ning Zhao and the others coming, the "Six Princes" wanted to get up a little excitedly, but Linglong held him down directly to prevent him from moving.

"My lord, the concubine's fingering technique cannot be interrupted. The prince and you are old friends, and I wouldn't blame you if I thought about it."

When Linglong saw Ning Zhao coming in, she didn't even raise her eyelids, as if she was already the Sixth Princess, and it was just an unknown little person who didn't need her to worry about and be enthusiastic at all.

Mo Yusheng saw that his sixth brother's eyes were a little cold, and he wanted to get up immediately in shock, but he saw Ning Zhao shaking his head at him indiscriminately, so he lay down with peace of mind.

Ning Zhao just glanced at Linglong indifferently, not paying attention to her indifferent attitude just now.When he looked at the "Sixth Prince" again, he became a little more concerned, "Your brain disease really should be cured, it will recur every now and then."

Before the "six princes" had time to respond, Linglong robbed the conversation again, "What is the prince saying, the prince has a brain disorder, and he is most worried about himself. As the prince's old friend, the prince not only doesn't care, but also cares about it." It really shouldn't be said so sarcasticly."

Ning Zhao really wanted to roll his eyes, is this woman brain-dead?Give her a bit of color, and she will really open the dyeing room.

"Shut up! Get down, you don't have the right to talk here!" Seeing the cold and terrifying eyes of his sixth brother, how could Mo Yusheng dare to play the role of "six princes"? He was wronged here, even if the situation forced him to do so.

This Linglong wanted to be a little bit more pampered under Mo Yusheng's deliberate indulgence for a long time. At this time, when Mo Yusheng scolded her, instead of being afraid, she became petty.

Ning Zhao and Mo Juechen looked at each other, and understood that most of their previous guesses were true, and this moment naturally had to be performed as planned.

(End of this chapter)