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

Chapter 340 Zhao'er, Don't Go

Childhood words are very disrespectful, if they are placed before entering the door, Ning Zhao may still think of punishing one or two.But at this moment, all her mind was on the man on the bed, and she no longer cared too much about her childhood.

Seeing that she didn't respond when he was a child, he looked up at her, but seeing that all her attention was on the prince, he couldn't help but sighed a long time.Then he took his own medicine box and went out directly, closing the door of the room by the way.

Only Ning Zhao and Mo Juechen were left in the room. No one spoke, and the room was extremely quiet.Ning Zhao walked forward slowly and stood still in front of Mo Juechen's bed.

The man on the bed had his eyes closed tightly, his lips were a little white, even in a coma, his brows were still furrowed.Ning Zhao looked at it quietly, since he said it was a relapse of an old disease in his childhood, and he had another injection, so it is not life-threatening, it is just that he is very uncomfortable.

Ning Zhao put his hand between his brows, smoothing his brows gently.Perhaps it was the reason for frowning for a long time, she calmed it down a little, and saw the scribble between his brows rise again.

His lips moved, as if he was saying something, Ning Zhao leaned down out of curiosity, and heard a faint "Zhaoer".Ning Zhao was shocked, she heard Zhao'er right, this man called her Ning Zhao's name even in a coma.

At this moment, Ning Zhao didn't know how to describe his mood, it was sour and distressed.Originally, what she thought was a big grievance that day, but now she can't remember it anymore, and all she can recall in her mind are those words of his apology last night.

He said that as soon as she left, he would walk out of his life, and he would never find her again; he said he would be afraid and didn't want her to leave; he also said, sorry.

She understood that for a prince who had always been respected as the god of war, saying sorry was no less than killing him, but he still let go of all his posture and said those three words to her.It was she who was hypocritical, did not forgive him, and insisted on leaving, that's why he lost control of his emotions and aroused his old illness.

Seeing his brows wrinkled again, Ning Zhao couldn't help blaming herself for forgiving him yesterday and talking to him well.

Sighing lightly, Ning Zhao resigned to his fate.It seems that this man already exists in my heart, so let's face it well.

Sitting down in front of the bed, I wanted to massage the nerves of his brain again. While moving his head slightly, I felt that he was still holding something in his hand under the quilt.He took out his hand out of curiosity, and became even more puzzled when he saw a slightly familiar crescent white.

When the thing was fully displayed in front of his eyes, Ning Zhao's face suddenly felt like it was on fire.Without even thinking about it, he directly pulled out the crescent white bellyband, and threw it far away.

But seeing that Mo Juechen's hand was empty, his expression was extremely anxious, his big hand was unconsciously touching everywhere, and his mouth was anxiously calling, "Zhaoer, don't go, don't leave me, this is the only thing you have."

Ning Zhao only felt that something was stuck in his throat, which was extremely uncomfortable, and his eyes were a little bit astringent.When he seemed to be trying to open his eyes and get up to look for it, he held his hand in the palm of his hand, and with the other hand, he lifted his head to his lap.

"Hey, don't move!" A soft voice sounded, like a spring breeze blowing into Mo Juechen's heart.

(End of this chapter)