The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Wang Dazhu looked at her as if he saw a demon, "You...what are you going to do?"

Hai Weilan blinked, blinked again, and began to undress.

Wang Dazhu felt his legs go limp, almost sat on the ground, and backed away in horror, "Don't come here!"

"Why are you ashamed? Haven't we all been in the bridal chamber? By the way, didn't you say that you like the rouge mole on my chest the most? I have nothing to give you, so I will let you see it again for free." Alright. Ah, you also said that you like it very much..."

"I don't like it!" Wang Dazhu finally broke down, lying on the ground and shouting hoarsely, "I haven't seen any rouge moles, I haven't been married to you, and I don't know you at all. Yaya is not your child either, it is Liancao and I's daughter is not yours, you can't treat her like that... you can't..."[

Hai Weilan spread her hands, "I just wear too much and it's hot, I want to take off one to cool off, why are you so excited?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Dazhu confessed like this, and everyone had different expressions: the eldest lady picked up the tea bowl and drank tea one after another, the second lady turned pale, Yuan Yuming smiled, and Chang Bao breathed a long sigh of relief.

The corners of Yuan Qiyan's mouth turned up unconsciously, and halfway up, he suddenly despised himself for being happy for that shameless woman who undressed in public, so he replaced it with a cold snort.

Haixiang's mood was the most complicated, first he was surprised, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he flew into a rage, "You guys are so brave, how dare you bully me on the king's head in front of the emperor?!" He slapped On the table, the teacup jingled.

Wang Dazhu was already kneeling, but the old nun was so frightened that she knelt down, the uprightness on her face couldn't be restrained, her face was as waxy as yellow as dirt.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Haixiang looked at the two people sharply.

"Your majesty, spare your life, and your lord, we are also ordered by others!" The old nun kowtowed tremblingly.

"Instigated by whom?"

"This... this poor nun doesn't know..." The old nun looked sideways at Wang Dazhu, signaling that he knew.

"Tell me, who ordered you to slander this king's daughter?" Hai Xiang stared at Wang Dazhu with cold eyes.

Wang Dazhu was full of panic, but he didn't feel much regret.On the contrary, if he really wants to hand over his daughter to that second lady, he will definitely regret it. He can feel it, and she can do it if she can.Even if he was smashed to pieces here today, he couldn't let his daughter fall into the hands of a woman scarier than the devil!

He tried his best to gather his mind and raised his head, "Prince Xiang, I will tell you everything I know, but I have a request..."