The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Hai Weilan was stunned for a moment, then again, "Father? Do I have a father?"

"You...you unfilial daughter..." Haixiang was so angry that his face was like a pig's liver, and his fingers trembling when he pointed at her.

Xiao Tao sees that the situation is not right, if this goes on, won't Miss be beaten to death by the master?He hurried over, "Miss, please, don't make trouble!" He begged in a low voice while he was helping her up.

Hai Weilan didn't seem to hear, she tilted her head and looked at Haixiang over and over again, then patted her head suddenly, "Ah, I remembered, I do have a father. Oh, father, these years How are you doing?"

She ran over, and affectionately held the arm of her father whom she had just remembered, "Look at me, I've been in a nunnery for a long time, and I'm used to seeing nuns called teachers, and I can't even turn around when I hear my father. Yes. Dad, you can see that I am your own, and forget what I just said. Just think that I have a bad stomach, and let it go... Ah, angry, hahaha... "[

She laughed out loud at herself for cleverly avoiding profanity, laughing out of shape.

Hai Xiang frowned dissatisfied, but did not attack.When his daughter was still in her infancy, he sent her to a nunnery for 18 years.In the past 18 years, he has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities except for giving incense money.He is ashamed of this daughter!

Sit back on the chair and let Hai Weilan stand beside her.

The graceful woman looked her up and down, smiled tactfully and said, "Lan'er has really grown up, and her appearance is also upright!"

"It's about [-]% like Qianzi back then, can you not be correct? If Qianzi is still alive, how happy is she to see her daughter grow up?" A slightly younger woman sitting at the bottom took it. When you talk, there is something in the words, and there is something outside the words.

The graceful woman's expression changed slightly when she heard this, but she quickly recovered her elegant demeanor, "Your sister is right!" Looking up, seeing Hai Weilan staring at her, she took the opportunity to change the subject, "Lan'er Don't know me?"

"Oh, how do you know that I don't know you?" Hai Weilan exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Your eyes are like a torch!"

"You were only this old when you left, so naturally you don't remember me!" The woman made a comparison and smiled kindly, "At that time I often hugged you..."

"Really?" Hai Weilan's tone became more and more exaggerated, "So you are a nurse, and I don't look like you? It turns out that nurses in this era also pay attention to packaging, amazing!"

Hearing her nonsense, Haixiang couldn't help scolding, "Lan'er, don't be rude to your aunt!"