Thirty-three princes?

It only takes a little time to think about it, and his thirty-three emperor brothers, who are as humble as ants, can be slaughtered and bullied at will in the palace, have appeared in his mind.

Gave birth to a handsome face, it's a pity

This identity is lowly to the bone.

In the harem, any of the most inferior minions can bully him, isn't he as humble as an ant?

He Yan never thought that the noble Eighth Prince would deign to come to her small Zhongcui Palace in person.

You must know that the Eighth Prince is the most difficult character in this harem.

Don't look at the age, but the heart is very brutal, in terms of personality, he has also inherited half of the emperor's genes, and treats human life as a mustard, so the palace maids and eunuchs who make a little mistake casually, without blinking their eyes, can order people to go down and skin them and feed them to the dogs!

This made He Yan panic, she was just a fourth-grade nobleman in the end.

And the mother concubine of the eighth prince is a second-grade virtuous concubine.

If the eighth prince wants to dispose of himself, no one in the harem dares to say anything.

The emperor has never been interested in their group of women in the harem, let alone care

"Eighty-eight princes, what kind of wind is blowing in my Zhongcui Palace today, blowing you the eighth prince?"

He Yan's face was full of smiles, and her tone was full of flattery.

It's not like when facing Yan Yin, he is domineering, and he wants to eat him alive.

Yan Yao casually found a clean place and sat down.

Almost as soon as he sat down, the minion who came with him quickly and thoughtfully poured him a cup of tea.

Yan Yao took a sip of the tea from this Zhong Cui Palace, "Well, this identity is different, even this tea tastes cheap." ”

He put the teacup on the table and glanced at the submissive Heyan.

The evil smiled evilly: "What is this prince doing, don't you really know what the noble people of the Lotus are?" ”

He Yan looked puzzled, she really didn't know.

When he saw Yan Yao's gaze, he fell on Yan Yin, who was kneeling on the ground, intentionally or unintentionally.

He Yan is a smart person in the end, and he knows how to look at people's faces the most.

As soon as she saw Yan Yao's gaze fall on Yan Yin's body, she quickly understood what was going on, stepped forward, and kicked Yan Yin fiercely.

She grabbed his hair with her hand and slapped him at his handsome face: "You damn bitch!" I'll just say where did you get such gorgeous clothes, and you really stole the Eighth Prince! ”

"You're really my good son! How can you be so shameless! ”

"That's it!"

watched He Yan fight Yan Yin desperately, as if he wanted to beat people to death.

Yan Yin held her chin with one hand, shook the folding fan elegantly with the other, and her bewitching eyes were full of interesting smiles.

"This prince is here, not to see the noble man teach your son."

"The Eight Princes"

He Yan looked up at him cautiously: "What do you want me to do with the Eighth Prince, so that you can relieve your anger?" Or, I'll take off the clothes on Yan Yin's body, order someone to wash them, and then dry them and send them to you, the eighth prince? ”

"Huh"

Hearing this, Yan Yao sneered: "It's really interesting for the lotus nobles to speak, such a dirty thing wears something, this prince, will you still wear it?" ”

"Don't say that you wash it ten times, a hundred times, on this gorgeous dress, I'm afraid that it will also be stained with the breath of his body, this prince, it's dirty."