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

Chapter 300 He is here

There were undisguised panting sounds outside the carriage door, and Ning Zhao knew clearly that the so-called heavy object outside the door must be an assassin.Gritting his teeth, Ning Zhao put on a cold face, then clenched the dagger tightly and took the initiative to attack.

The moment the carriage door curtain was raised, the dagger in Ning Zhao's hand stabbed straight out.The figure that had rushed in suddenly retreated, accompanied by a very familiar "hiss..."

"Zhao'er, are you going to murder your husband?" Just as Ning Zhao was about to make a second stab, the car curtain was split in two, and Mo Juechen's familiar voice sounded.

It's just that the voice is familiar. What should have been Mo Juechen's familiar face turned into an extremely strange and ordinary person.

Seeing that the man stretched out his hands, wanting to hug her, Ning Zhao slapped her open.

"Zhaoer, how long have we not seen each other, has Zhaoer not recognized me so soon?" The voice was as pitiful as a puppy, full of grievances.Ning Zhao trembled all over. Even if he didn't see the familiar face, Ning Zhao was sure of the identity of the person who came.

Who else could be the one who could stomp on the face of a majestic lord without even caring about it.Ning Zhao rolled his eyes without hesitation, and was really not surprised at his sudden appearance here.

After all, he is the majestic Lord of War, if he doesn't even have this ability, then she really has to reconsider his ability and ability.

"Why should I know you? I have never seen such a mischievous person."

It is said that ugly people often do mischief. What Ning Zhao said is obvious, that is, he dislikes Mo Juechen's ugly face.Mo Juechen directly stretched out his hand to touch his face, and then leaned in front of Ning Zhao meanly.

"What does Zhao'er think of this face, but it's very handsome?"

Now Ning Zhao wanted to roll her eyes even more, she didn't know this shameless man, and she didn't want to admit that he was her husband.

"I think Wen Ruyu has a pretty face, and being Nanban's princess is also a good choice." The extremely calm tone seemed to be saying that the weather today is not bad, and it's as simple as going out for a stroll.

But she calmed down, while Mo Juechen turned dark.

"Zhaoer! In your heart, is this king not as good as Wen Ruyu's little boy? What's so good about the Nanban princess? Wen Ruyu is a puppet, let alone the future princess. Be a good king. The Sixth Princess is obviously better."

Zhao'er was clearly angry, and Mo Juechen stared at the woman in front of him with hatred.In just a few days, he missed him so much that he couldn't sleep peacefully every day. All he could think about was the predicament that the little woman might face.

Although he had already learned from the news from An Wu that she was not harmed and instead was treated as a guest of honor, he still couldn't feel relieved.

His Zhao'er didn't have much place in his heart. If she really fell in love with everything in Nanman Kingdom, would he be able to bring Zhao'er back to the capital in the future?
The Sixth Prince, who has always been fearless and fearless, is now cowardly.His woman is naturally pampered by him, how could she send her under the eyes of other men, and give other men a chance to show her courteousness.

Especially when he got the news that Wen Ruyu intended to make Zhao'er the Crown Princess, he was even more restless.There was no time to formulate an overly meticulous plan, so he was dispatched impulsively.

Mo Juechen swore that this was the first time in his life that he acted impulsively.He just wanted to bring the little woman back in front of him at the first moment, so as not to let her have the chance to bear someone else's surname.

(End of this chapter)