The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 155 This is my granddaughter, I can say whatever I want!
He was right, the Ning family was indeed Concubine Ning's home, but after Concubine Ning was thrown into the cold palace three years ago, this family never acknowledged the existence of Concubine Ning.

As soon as Chacha heard that she was going to find Er Niang, her eyes instantly became lively.

"Auntie?"

When Ning Chaochun saw that this trick was useful, he nodded heavily, and tentatively pulled Chacha out from under the table: "Yes, Er Niang, grandpa will take you to find Er Niang, and go with grandpa."

Ning Chaochun's sedan chair stopped at the back door, he put Chacha's head in his arms, and looked around all the way, for fear of seeing Xiaoyao Wang's face.

It wasn't until he left through the back door that he let out a long sigh of relief.

Chacha was thrown aside by him, the little guy patted the dust on his skirt, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Ning Chaochun felt a little terrified of being stared at by her. After turning his head with disgust in his eyes, he thought about it, pointed at Chacha and said in a warning tone: "Little guy, listen to me, if it's your daddy, or someone else Someone asked why you were with me, if you say that you followed me and I didn't take you away, do you understand?"

There is a big difference between the two. If he took it away and arrived at His Majesty, he was afraid that he would not be able to explain clearly, but if she insisted on following her, he would have no worries.

Originally, he was Concubine Ning's biological father, and also the grandfather of the little guy in front of him. Was it normal to "rely on" him in the bloody situation at that time?
Ning Chaochun urged Chacha to agree quickly.

"Do you understand?"

Chacha pouted her lips in fright, and mist rose in her eyes again.

Her tender little cry came softly: "Wo doesn't like Ni..."

Ning Chao gritted his teeth angrily, and threatened again: "If you don't agree, I'll throw you down right now!"

"Woooooo~~~"

The groom who hitchhiked in front couldn't listen any more. Now it's a long way from Fulu Yipin back to Ningfu. The road is not very rough now, and he can hear what is said in the sedan chair.

As soon as he heard that Chacha was so frightened that he burst into tears, he couldn't bear to admonish him: "Master, she's just a child, don't be too mean, it will scare the child."

Ning Chaochun saw that a small coachman dared to give him advice, and his voice rose several times in an instant: "You actually said that I was mean, this is my granddaughter, I can say whatever I want! You give I'll drive well, if anything goes wrong on the road, I'll kill you!"

The coachman was forced to make a living, so he had no choice but to keep silent.

Although the official sedan chair that drives out of the palace is much more low-key than the dragon chariot used by the Lord Long Live and requires 32 eunuchs to carry it at the same time, it is still more luxurious than the ordinary official sedan chair on the road, and it is also a whole circle larger in size. It also seemed spacious for five people.

The masters in the dark have been following closely at high altitudes that the common people cannot see, always paying attention to any developments that may endanger the safety of Long Live God.

Ning Chaochun's bearer had never seen the celebrity next to Long Live Lord, the real face of Eunuch Li, two sedan chairs with a huge difference in workmanship passed by, and the wind swayed the curtains of the sedan chairs on both sides at the same time.

Ning Chaochun took a casual glance, and saw Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua in the sedan chair wearing folk clothes of different concubine specifications.

As a high-ranking concubine, she actually sits in this position, and the person sitting in the chair in the sedan chair at this time, could it be that...

　Long Live Lord: Yes, here I am, dare to abduct my daughter, how do you want to die?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)