The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

"Princess Qiong, come, we respect you!" The three women, one in front and two at the side, all smiled coquettishly.

Hai Weilan could see the unkindness on the faces of the three of them, the three of them didn't come to toast, they were probably here to pour wine.The corners of his lips curled up, "You are too polite, how dare I ask the three of you to toast me? I am afraid of being struck by lightning!"

The faces of the three changed in unison, and quickly returned to their original colors.Huang Bao'e handed the wine glass to her, "Come on, let's drink!"

After hearing this, Princess Jing and Prince Gong embraced Hai Weilan's arm affectionately.

Hai Weilan knew that these people were about to make a move, a cold look flashed in his eyes, just as he was about to make a move, there was a loud noise, and a figure shot straight from the palace gate. [

The three women felt a gust of cold wind, and before they had time to react, they felt weightless under their feet and fell to the ground together.The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over his body.

Hai Weilan didn't expect such a change, she was secretly startled, looked at it calmly, and saw a black figure in front of her, with cold and arrogant brows, full of coldness, looking at herself with a pair of bright black eyes .

Her heart skipped a beat, and then she smiled, it was Yuan Qiyan!

When her mind turned, everyone saw it clearly, and they all showed surprised expressions. She Wanxi's eyes lit up, and she called out softly, "Yan'er?!"

The three women stood up in embarrassment, "Prince Qiong, what do you mean?" Huang Bao'e asked angrily.

Yuan Qiyan glanced at her coldly, "You are blocking my way!"

"You..." Huang Baoe was angry.

"Prince Qiong, what kind of a hero are you, a man who bullies three women? Come at me if you have the ability!" Yuan Chengzuo jumped up, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and was about to step forward.

Yuan Qiyan snorted contemptuously, "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Yuan Chengzuo's expression froze. He had already suffered a loss under Yuan Qiyan's hands. He knew that his martial arts was no match for him at all, but he had already let out his words, and it would be too embarrassing to retreat.So bit the bullet and said: "Hit it, hit it, who is afraid of whom?"

"Enough!" At this moment, Yuan Yuming uttered like a savior, "Fourth brother, sit down for me!"

Yuan Chengzuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still indignant, "Hmph, I'll let you off this time!"

Yuan Yuming frowned, and looked at Yuan Qiyan again, "Yan'er, since you're here, take your seat. Girl, you can sit with him too!"