Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 239 Don't Meddle In My Business!
Ning Yao was planning to make a move, but seeing Bai Yizhi suddenly, he hesitated.

He knew that Bai Yi was the emperor's personal bodyguard, and he was very skilled.

Seeing that he was not moving and his eyes were deep, Hu Bao was surprised.

"Brother Ning, what's the matter?"

"hold on."

Hu Bao didn't know: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for Bai Yi to leave. Shizi has fought against him before. Although Bai Yi lost, according to Shizi, Bai Yi's martial arts are far superior to Yang Yi and me. Let me not conflict with him, so as not to cause trouble."

His kung fu is higher than Brother Ning's, so he can't act rashly. Hu Bao continued to stare at Amon intently.

In the time of two yawns, Hu Bao's eyes lit up: "Brother Ning, Bai Yi is gone."

Ning Yao was also excited, straightened his clothes, and walked towards them as if nothing had happened.

"Boss, have a bowl of porridge."

He put down his sword and sat down at the table next to Amon.

The porridge was served soon, he stirred it with chopsticks, and said in displeasure, "It's so thick, how do you drink it?"

The boss looked blank: "Guest officer, isn't the thicker the porridge, the better it tastes?"

"My lord doesn't like it! Serve me a thin bowl!" After saying that, he pushed the porridge bowl casually, and just like that, the hot porridge was thrown towards Amon.

Amon's eyes froze, and he avoided it directly.

But Chen Piaopiao was not so lucky. Her ankle was scalded by the hot porridge, and she jumped up immediately after a burst of pain.

But after taking Amon's medicine, she couldn't cry out even though she was in so much pain.

She was so angry that she grabbed her own bowl and threw it at Ning Yao, who easily dodged there with disdain in his eyes.

But the woman passing by was not so lucky. The porridge bowl hit her directly, and the sticky and hot porridge stuck to her arm, causing tears to flow out from the pain.

Amon clenched his sword and stared at Ning Yao coldly: "Are you looking for trouble?"

Ning Yao smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped."

He said apologetic words, but his eyes were provocative.He looked at Amon playfully, and saw anger from the bottom of his eyes.

Hu Bao didn't expect Brother Ning to be such a scoundrel. Coincidentally, people around him waved their hands and surrounded him. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

When Ning Yao confronted Amon, the woman who was burned just now rushed over, followed by a maid.

It's Ling Rou and Zhu'er.

"Who? Who threw that bowl of hot porridge just now?" Lingrou said angrily, clutching her aching arm.

Since Du Chunhua married into the Hou's mansion, she hasn't had a good day, and now she is being bullied by a passerby, how can she bear it?

Ning Yao wished that things would be complicated, Youyou pointed at the dumbfounded Chen Piaopiao: "She!"

Ling Rou turned around, and saw a woman standing there wearing a veiled hat, wearing coarse clothes, and her hands were extremely rough.

She snorted and pushed her to the ground.

"What are you that dare to burn me with porridge? Zhu'er, hit me!"

Zhu'er has never hit anyone before, so he dare not.

He persuaded in a low voice: "Auntie, just let it go if you get angry, don't cause trouble anymore. The young lady is waiting for Rouge, if she comes back late, she will torture you again."

"What are you waiting for? She's just thinking of ideas to torment me! I've been bullied every day, and today I must vent my anger!" Lingrou's eyes burst into anger, and her voice raised a lot.

Chen Piaopiao looked at her daughter whom she had not seen for many days through the veiled hat, as if it had been a lifetime away.

Although she pushed her and scratched her hand, but these are not worth the surprise of reuniting with her.

But when she heard that she was not doing well, her surprise turned into bitterness.

If she hadn't been kicked out of the prime minister's mansion, her daughter wouldn't have been bullied to this point.

She tried to talk, but couldn't say anything other than "Ah."

"Zhu'er, can't you hear me? Take off her veil, I want to see how arrogant she looks!"

Zhu'er didn't dare to hit him, but it was okay to take off his hat.

Just as he was about to reach out, he was stopped by Amon's sword.

"It's a fight, it's over."

Seeing this indifferent face, Lingrou became even more angry.

Contemptuously said: "How dare you stop me? Do you know who I am?"

Amon had never seen such a savage woman, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Seeing this, Zhu'er hurriedly introduced: "She is Ann"

Ling Rou didn't want to be said to be Li Muyun's concubine, so she interrupted directly: "This lady is the second lady of the prime minister's residence!"

Amon's face changed slightly. Is she Chen Piaopiao's daughter?
No, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time!
He picked up Chen Piaopiao with one hand and Zhao Dayou with the other.

Zhao Dayou refused to leave, he stared at Lingrou, this might be the best time for him to get rid of the plague god!

Although he can't speak, his hands can move, and he won't let go of Ling Rou.

Lingrou felt nauseous, so she broke away quickly.

Seeing this, Zhao Dayou lifted Chen Piaopiao's veil, pointed at her and kept saying "ahh".

Ling Rou was stunned for a moment.

How could it be her?
But for more than a month, her skin has long been dull, not only rough, but also darkened a lot.In the past, the smooth black hair was so unkempt, and the shiny red lips were also dry and peeled due to lack of water.

"Aunt"

As soon as she said a word, Lingrou immediately shut up.

No, she can't call her!
If she yelled, then everyone would know that this down-and-out woman in front of her was her biological mother, and if Du Chunhua and Mrs. Li knew about it, how could she gain a foothold in the Hou Mansion?

No, she can't!
Chen Piaopiao thought she was hesitant because she felt sorry for what happened to her, and was moved in her heart, after all, she was her own daughter!

She wants to hold her hand, she wants to touch her face.

But before he got close to her, he was pushed away in disgust by her, and then ran away in a panic.

Chen Piaopiao's hand froze in the air, and when it fell, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing more and more people watching, Amon quickly picked up the veil and put it on Chen Piaopiao's head.As soon as he grabbed her arm, Ning Yao stopped him.

"They don't want to go with you, so why do you make things difficult for others?"

Zhao Dayou nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, and ran behind Ning Yao, as if he was the savior.

Amon said seriously: "Don't meddle in your own business!"

"I'm in charge!"

Turning his head and smiling to Zhao Dayou, he said, "He will take you away."

He is Hu Bao.

Zhao Dayou was overjoyed, as long as he didn't follow the God of Plague, he would be fine with anyone.

Pulling the distraught Chen Piaopiao, Diandian followed Hu Bao away.

Amon hurriedly flew forward to block the way of Hu Bao and others, and Ning Yao followed closely.

The two swords were unsheathed, and the onlookers immediately dispersed.

"Who the hell are you and why did you stop me?"

Amon was surprised that this person's kung fu was not weak, and he fought with him dozens of moves without gaining the upper hand.

Ning Yao also secretly admired him, feeling a sense of sympathy.

It's a pity that he is the opponent at this time, and he can only fight.

"Don't be nervous, I just borrowed those two people. Five days later, if they are still here, I will return them to you!"

Amon cursed in his heart, is this still an excuse?

Since he couldn't take advantage of it, he stopped fighting.

"I want to live."

"A word is settled!"

Ning Yao put away his sword, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and disappeared into the crowd after a while.

When Zhao Dayou and Chen Piaopiao woke up, their eyes were dark, their hands and feet were tied, their mouths were gagged, and they could only whimper.

After an unknown amount of time, the door creaked open, followed by footsteps.

"Is this woman really from the portrait? How come I don't look like it!"

"I don't even look like it. Is it tied wrong?"

(End of this chapter)