The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Hai Weilan froze, and froze for a long while, mouth and eyes opened wide, without image at all.

Seeing this, Xiaotao couldn't help feeling flustered, what did miss know?When she was about to ask, she looked straight at her, "Prince Qiong? You mean Prince Qiong? Are you sure you are talking about Prince Qiong?"

Xiaotao became more and more anxious, "It's Prince Qiong..."

"It's that prince with broken sleeves who only likes men and doesn't like women, whose house is full of men and who vomits when he smells women's makeup? You say he's getting married?"

"yes……"[

"With a man or a woman?"

"Of course it's a woman..."

"Hahaha..." Hai Weilan patted her thigh and laughed loudly. Of course, it was Xiaotao's thigh, not her own.

Xiaotao grinned when she slapped her, but she didn't care about it, and looked at her face worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Hai Weilan was out of breath with a smile, and tears flowed, "Xiaotao, you are too gossip. Tell me, which unlucky girl wants to marry him? Marry It’s not enough for him to be jealous of men, just listen to his title, Prince Joan, Prince Poor, is doomed to be poor all his life, it’s really sad!"

Xiaotao's expression turned ugly, "Miss, actually..."

Halfway through the conversation, I heard a light cough from outside the door, "Lan'er, are you asleep?"

It's Haixiang's voice!

Hai Weilan stopped laughing immediately, and fell on the bed, "I fell asleep, I just fell asleep!"

"Lan'er, why is your daughter so naughty?" Hai Xiang stepped into the door with reproach in his voice.

Xiaotao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried forward to greet her, "Master!"

"Well, you go down, I want to talk to Lan'er alone!" Hai Xiang waved Xiao Tao off, paused by the door, and then went straight to the bed.Seeing Hai Weilan poking her butt out of the quilt like an ostrich, her expression turned serious, "Lan'er, get up and sit down!"

Hai Weilan had no choice but to get up with disheveled hair, "Father, you old man is too hardworking, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you come to someone's boudoir..."

Haixiang felt that if he continued to say this, it would definitely not be a good thing, so he cut off her words bluntly, "Father came to see my daughter, what's wrong?"

"Yes, yes, everything you say is right, who made you a father?" Hai Weilan said with a playful smile.

Haixiang looked at her face that was eight percent similar to Qianzi, and his heart softened a little, but he couldn't help but sighed, "Why can't you be like your mother with your personality?"

like her?Wouldn't that be the same as dying inexplicably?

Hai Weilan muttered disapprovingly in her heart, but she still smiled on her face, "Father, did you come here for something or something?"

"Oh!" Hai Xiang recovered from his thoughts about his deceased concubine, "Father is here to talk to you about your marriage!" [