The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

A young man in his 20s came in after the servant.He was dressed in coarse cloth and looked plain.Holding an eight or nine-month-old baby in his arms, he seemed to be frightened and kept crying, and the man coaxed him with "ohhhh" as he walked.

Feeling that the hall was unusually quiet, the man raised his head and looked around. Seeing that there were more than twenty people sitting and standing, their eyes were focused on him, and his expression became a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you kneel and kowtow when you see the emperor?!" The servant reminded him very unfriendly.

"The emperor?!" The man was very surprised, and he didn't care to see which one was the emperor, so he fell on the ground and kowtowed in a panic, "Caomin Wang Dazhu kowtowed to the emperor!"

He didn't hear a response for a while, so he moved uncomfortably, thinking that the emperor probably didn't hear him, so he raised his voice: "Caomin Wang Dazhu kowtowed to the emperor!" [

There was still no response, he couldn't bear it any longer, and when he looked up, he saw a magnified face. He was startled and exclaimed involuntarily.

"Is it Wang Dazhu? The name was given by my parents, so I won't comment on how bad it is. Ordinarily, my appearance is also given by my parents, so I shouldn't comment. I still can't help but tell you..." Hai Weilan Kneeling down in front of him, she stared at him critically, "I like men with bad looks, but I don't like men with bad looks. Please don't use this face to insult my husband-in-law, okay?"

Wang Dazhu was stunned for a moment, then again, and grabbed Hai Weilan, "Lan'er, I have found you, you don't know how much Yaya and I have suffered along the way to find you, and we almost lost Died on the road, woo woo..."

Emotional and emotional, full of tears.

Hai Weilan let him talk, and nodded appreciatively, "Oh, not bad, it's still an acting school!"

Wang Dazhu didn't understand what she said, he was stunned for a moment, and tried to squeeze out two tears, "Lan'er, Yaya and I miss you very much, why don't you go back with us, huh?"

"Is there any more?" Hai Weilan looked at him with great interest.

So Wang Dazhu cooperatively squeezed out two more tears, "I know I'm just a poor boy, not good enough for you, and I don't have anything to complain about if you leave me. Yaya is your own, you can't leave her alone! "

"anything else?"

Wang Dazhu squeezed his eyes again, but this time he couldn't squeeze out tears or words, and simply stuffed the crying child into Hai Weilan's arms, "Lan'er, take a good look at Yaya, After you left, she cried every day, every night, her voice became hoarse from crying..."