Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 281 Want to be a male concubine, locksmith ambition (1)

"Who told him to be the blood of the soul family? Go back and do your own business. Let him stay with the old man. In this way, you can have an explanation in front of the queen and follow his wishes." Let him stay in the harem and not make trouble."

Hunqin bowed to leave, and she returned to Soulshui, patted the stunned child, and urged him to come back to his senses: "Since you don't want to leave the palace, you just follow this... old gentleman..."

After thinking about it, Hunqin felt that Hunying's identity was special. After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to tell his sloppy son. Knowing too much might not be a good thing for Hunshui.

She thought: This child's stubbornness may be because seeing His Majesty doting on other male concubines, he became competitive for a while. The meaning is to temporarily put him in the palace and hand him over to Soul Eagle to discipline him.

Soul Water looked at the old man who was obsessed with the broom in front of him, and then looked down at Mrs. Niangqin, his whole body was terrified!

"He? He? He?! My lord, are you right? Why did you let me follow such an old man?"

"Presumptuous! You can't talk like that. In short, I will give you two ways. One is that you and I go back to Yushi's mansion to get married, and the other is to stay in the palace, but you have to follow the old man!"

Soul Shui muttered: "Then I'd rather stay in the palace..."

He doesn't believe that an old man can tie him down?As long as he is in the palace, he can run to Fei Tian's side at any time.

Before leaving, Hunqin gave him instructions - just nod for Hunshui.

In his imagination, he was young and strong, and this old man was no match for him at all.Even when the mother left, he happily waved goodbye.

It was just him and his—

Swish, swish, swish... 
It was the sound of the broom sweeping the floor in the old man's clinging hand. Soul Shui looked at it, smiled, and turned around. The old man's old voice came from behind: "Where are you going?"

"You sweep your land, I walk my way, you care about me?"

(End of this chapter)