My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 1045 Mo's Rage
Chapter 1126 Mo's anger, setting the firewood room on fire, making it his own fault, making wheelchair scum and joining forces with the royal dead soldiers in the back mountain, how dare he hurt Jiu'er?

Fortunately, Jiu'er is fine.

Otherwise, he would have all the dead men in the palace, along with everyone in Nishang Palace, be buried with Jiu'er.

Nan Fengmo clenched his hands tightly, and a blood-red tyrannical aura welled up in a pair of clear and innocent eyes.

The surrounding air tensed instantly, and then quickly vibrated, sending out bursts of sharp whistling.

The surrounding display racks and the ground began to vibrate faintly.

"ink."

Yun Mu was taken aback and quickly stopped him.

Murong Jiuqing's heart beat heavily, she reached out to hold Nan Fengmo's hands, and comforted him softly.

"Mo, I'm fine. Didn't you see it? I'm just sitting here right now. The accident happened to Nan Fengjiao and the dead man, not me."

Murong Jiuqing closed her lips tightly, and looked at Nan Fengmo nervously.

She didn't understand how Mo, who has always been innocent, lost his temper so much.

Such ink surprised her.Even... strange.

Nan Fengmo seemed to sense the change in Murong Jiuqing's expression, he quickly let go of his hands, and lowered his head very remorsefully.

"Jiu'er, I'm sorry."

Nan Fengmo looked at Murong Jiuqing with eyes full of guilt, and his heart was filled with deep remorse.

He scared Jiu'er.

He obviously didn't want to frighten her.

Hmph, it's all Nan Fengjiao's fault.

If he wasn't the prince, and Nan Fengjiao wasn't his sister in name...Jiu'er wouldn't have been wronged so much.

Whoever wronged Jiu'er deserved to die.

Following Mo's anger, the trembling that had been calmed down became violent again.This time, even the doors and windows began to sway, making distorted whistling sounds.

"Mo, stop."

Ye Beixuan snorted coldly, and a burst of cold air suddenly came out.

Mo's body tensed, shaking the ground and the window, and finally calmed down.

"Jiu'er... I, didn't mean to..."

Nan Fengmo looked at his toes, buried his head deeply, and blamed himself even more in his heart.

Murong Jiuqing looked at Nan Fengmo's dimmed expression, and couldn't help but pull in his heart.

She smiled and shook her head towards Mo.

"I don't care, Mo. I know you are worried about me."

"It has nothing to do with you, Mo is thinking of his concubine mother."

Behind him, a strong arm wrapped around Murong Jiuqing's shoulder.

Ye Beixuan explained in a cold voice.

Seeing the self-reproaching expression of the little woman in his arms, he narrowed his cold eyes in displeasure.

"Mo's mother and concubine?"

Murong Jiuqing turned his head in surprise, and looked at Ye Beixuan.

Ye Beixuan pursed the corners of his lips, nodded and explained.

"Well, these years. Mo has always blamed himself in his heart. He didn't protect his mother and concubine well, and that's why she died."

"Mo, you must not blame yourself for this matter. Otherwise, your mother and concubine will not feel at ease under the nine springs."

Murong Jiuqing looked at Mo's frustrated face, and couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

How old was Mo at that time?

She even blamed herself for the death of her mother and concubine.

No wonder he has been autistic and quieter than his peers since he was a child.

Murong Jiuqing thought about it distressedly, and looked up at the green hills outside the window.

Then I was surprised to find that there was a field of flowers blooming beside the vast lake outside.

Now is the season when the flowers and plants are in full bloom. The flower field is very dense, and the flowers, big and small, are bustling and full of flowers, which is very beautiful.

(End of this chapter)