Chapter 239: Don't Be Nosy!

Ning Yao was about to start, but suddenly saw Bai Yizhi and hesitated.

He knew that Bai Yi was the close guard of the Great Zhou Emperor, and he was very skilled.

Hu Bao saw that he did not move, and his eyes were dark, and he was surprised.

"Brother Ning, what's wrong?"

"Wait."

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

"Wait for Bai Yi to leave. Shizi has fought against him, although Bai Yi lost, but according to Shizi, Bai Yi's martial arts are far better than me and Yang Yi, so let me not conflict with him, so as not to cause trouble."

It was higher than Brother Ning's kung fu, that is, he couldn't act rashly, Hu Bao continued to stare at Amon intently.

After only 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 laid down his sword and sat down at the table next to Amun.

The porridge was quickly served, and he stirred it with chopsticks, and said unhappily, "It's so thick, how can you drink it?"

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

"My son doesn't like it! Serve me a bowl of thin!" With that, he pushed the porridge bowl at will, and just like that, the hot porridge went to Amun.

Amun's eyes lit up, and he avoided it directly.

But Chen Piaopiao was not so lucky, she was burned to her ankle by the hot porridge, and she jumped up directly after a burst of pain.

But she took Amon's medicine, and even if it was in pain, she couldn't scream.

She couldn't get angry, grabbed her bowl and threw it at Ning Yao, he easily dodged it, and there was 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 paste was on her arm, and tears came out in 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."

said the words of apology, but his eyes were provocative. He looked at Amon playfully, and saw anger in his eyes.

Hu Bao didn't expect that when his brother Ning was still such a scoundrel, it happened that there were people nearby who surrounded him with a wave of his hand, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

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

It's Ling Rou and Bamboo.

"Who? Who threw that bowl of hot porridge just now?" Ling Rou clutched her aching arm and said angrily.

Since Du Chunhua married into the Hou Mansion, she has not had a good life, and now she is still being bullied by a passerby, how can she bear it?

Ning Yao couldn't wait for things to be complicated, and pointed at Chen Piaopiao, who was stunned: "She!"

Ling Rou turned around and saw a woman wearing a hood standing there, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, with extremely rough hands.

She snorted and shoved her to the ground.

"What are you, and you dare to scald me with porridge? Zhu'er, call me!"

Zhu'er has never beaten anyone, and some don't dare.

persuaded in a low voice: "Auntie, forget if you are angry, don't make trouble again. The young lady is waiting for rouge, and if it is too late, she will have to torture you again."

"What are you waiting for, rouge? She's just trying to toss me with ideas! I'm being bullied every day, and I'm going to be angry today!" Ling Rou's eyes burst with anger, and her voice raised a lot.

Chen Piaopiao looked at her daughter who had not been seen for many days through the hat, as if she was in a different world.

Although she pushed her and her hand was broken, these were not worth the surprise of reuniting with her.

But hearing that she was not having a good time, her surprise turned into sourness.

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

She wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything but "ahhh

"Zhu'er, can't you hear me? Remove her hood, and I'll see how arrogant she looks!"

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

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he was stopped by Amon's sword.

"Fight and fight, this matter ends here."

Looking at this indifferent face, Ling Rou became even angrier.

Said contemptuously, "You dare to stop me? Do you know who I am?"

Amon had never seen such a brutal 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 Duyun's concubine, so she directly interrupted, "Miss Ben is the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Amon's face changed slightly, she is Chen Piaopiao's daughter?

No, this place is not suitable for a long time!

He dragged Chen Piaopiao with one hand and Zhao Dayou with the other.

Zhao Dayou didn't want to leave, he stared at Ling Rou deadly, maybe this was the perfect time for him to get rid of the plague god!

Although he couldn't speak, his hand could move, and he wouldn't let go if he dragged Ling Rou.

Ling Rou was disgusted and quickly broke away.

Seeing this, Zhao Dayou lifted Chen Piaopiao's hat and pointed at her constantly "Ahhh

Ling Rou was stunned for a moment.

How could it be her?

However, after more than a month, her skin has long been dull, not only rough, but also a lot darker. The smooth black hair used to be so fluffy and grassy, and the moist red lips have also dried up and flaked due to lack of water.

"Auntie"

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

No, she can't call her!

If she shouted, then everyone knew that the down-and-out and sloppy woman in front of her was her biological mother, and then 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 that she was distressed about what happened to her, so she hesitated, and her heart was moved, in the end, it was her own daughter!

She wanted to take her hand, she wanted to touch her face.

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

Chen Piaopiao's hand was stunned in mid-air, and tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes when he fell.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, Amon hurriedly picked up the hat and put it on Chen Piaopiao's head. As soon as he grabbed her arm, he was stopped by Ning Yao.

"They won't go with you, so why should you be strong?"

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

Amon said, "Don't meddle with your business!"

"I've got you covered!"

Turning his head and smiling, he smiled and said, "He will take you away."

He is Hu Bao.

Zhao Dayou was overjoyed, as long as he didn't follow the plague god, he would be with whomever he wanted.

pulled the depressed Chen Piaopiao and followed Hu Bao away.

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

The two swords were unsheathed, and the onlookers just now immediately scattered.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you stopping me?"

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

Ning Yao also secretly admired him, and felt 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'll just borrow those two. Five days later, still here, I'll give them back to you!"

Amon cursed in his heart, this is still borrowed?

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

"I want to live."

"It's a deal!"

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 make whimpering sounds.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard the door creak open, followed by footsteps.

"Is this woman really a portrait? I don't look like it!"

"I don't look like it. Is it the wrong tie?"