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

Chapter 140 The Sixth Prince Arrives

Calling Mo Li, Mo Juechen asked with a sullen face, "Do you know where the princess is going?"

Mo Li had just received the news and was about to report back, so when asked, he naturally knew everything.

"Just now someone from the general's residence asked to see the princess, saying that the general's wife fell ill..."

Mo Juechen took a deep look into the distance, and saw that Ning Zhao was in a hurry and was about to reach the gate.

"The king is going to the general's mansion now, and you let childhood come later."

After finishing speaking, he turned directly from the window edge of Chentian Pavilion, and appeared beside Ning Zhao before she was about to get into the carriage.

"My king will accompany you back to the general's mansion," was originally a tender and sweet word, but Mo Juechen expressed a bit of awkwardness.He was still angry at first, angry that Ning Zhao cared about the fourth brother in his eyes.

But he didn't want Ning Zhao to go back to the General's Mansion alone, and worried that she would be bullied by Su Xuelian, so he wanted to stay by her side.Ning Zhao didn't understand his intention, and replied directly: "No need, I know the way myself."

Mo Juechen only felt that Ning Zhao completely disliked him for his kindness, and his face was really ugly.

Ning Zhao climbed into the carriage, but saw Mo Juechen standing there with no intention of leaving. After calming down, he realized that what he just said seemed a little too much.She felt the goodwill Mo Juechen released. At this moment, seeing him standing beside the carriage with a dark face, the servants at the gate of the palace kept looking at him, and Ning Zhao jumped off the carriage again.

Without further ado, he took Mo Juechen's hand and boarded the carriage together.

Holding a big hand with a small hand, Mo Juechen looked down at the small hand in the palm of his hand. It was different from the roughness of holding a sword all his years. Ning Zhao's hand was small, delicate and soft.Mo Juechen felt that no matter how much anger he had, he just wanted to hold this little hand for the rest of his life.

After getting into the carriage, Ning Zhao wanted to take back his hand, but Mo Juechen refused to let go no matter what.Ning Zhao gave him an annoyed look, regretting his brain twitch behavior just now, but saw the man turned his head away with a proud face, but his hands were not weak at all.

Unable to struggle, Ning Zhao simply gave up.Mo Juechen, who got permission, proudly pulled Ning Zhao's hand tighter, and squeezed it from time to time.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, the porter saw Ning Zhao get off the carriage, obviously he was slack and disrespectful, but when Mo Juechen appeared, the porter was obviously different, he hurried forward to greet him.

Mo Juechen didn't look at him at all, he held Ning Zhao in his arms, and then walked directly to the gate of the General's Mansion.From the corner of his eye, Ning Zhao saw that the concierge was rushing towards Xuelianju.

Ning Zhao's eyes turned cold, and a certain guess condensed in his heart.

The sixth prince arrived, and Ning Hai hurried over with the housekeeper.

When he saw Mo Juechen protecting Ning Zhao in front of him, Ning Hai was obviously surprised for a moment. When he met Mo Juechen's displeased eyes, Ning Hai restrained a lot, but the plot in his heart was buried.

"I don't know that the Sixth Prince is here, but what's the matter?"

"I heard that my mother-in-law fell ill, so I will accompany Zhao'er back to have a look. Zhao'er is my concubine, and I love her from the bottom of my heart. Naturally, I don't want her to be unhappy."

Mo Juechen's words were intended to tell Ning Hai that he dotes on Ning Zhaochong very much.Therefore, it is best not to have anything that makes Ning Zhao unhappy in the general's mansion, otherwise he will not give up.Ning Hai has been in the officialdom for a long time, so he naturally understands the meaning of what he said.

Therefore, the eyes looking at Ning Zhao were a little more thoughtful, but when she spoke, she was a little more casual between father and daughter, "Your mother just got a cold occasionally, and she has already invited a doctor. You are married, don't be old." I'm running to my mother's house."

Facing Ning Hai's familiar attitude, Ning Zhao frowned, but what he said made Ning Hai's old face change color.

"There are many kinds of illnesses. If someone in the general's mansion deliberately prevents her from getting better, they will naturally get sick."

(End of this chapter)