Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

The curtain of the car was put down, and the prince of Zhenbei turned his head to look at his son who seemed to have not heard him at all, curled his lips, obviously he didn't believe what he said, but he just lied to him a few times before, that's all. He didn't even believe that he told the truth this time?

Hey, he's not in a hurry at all, the people on the left and right are really coming towards him, and it's unclear who will be in a hurry when the time comes.

Prince Zhenbei swayed Erlang's legs up and down from time to time, his sweaty feet with a strong smell swayed in front of Meng Haoping, and the blue veins on Meng Haoping's forehead seemed to sway with the frequency of those sweaty feet .

Meng Haoping turned his head and took a deep breath, looking at Lord Zhenbei with a faint gaze, but the face of Lord Zhenbei is not something he can penetrate by just looking at it casually. He noticed his son's gaze, and he was particularly shameless Then he turned his head sideways, with innocent eyes and a little doubt, as if he was asking his son what he was doing watching him.

Meng Haoping raised his hand and lightly pressed his forehead, turned around and completely opened the car curtain beside him, he would rather let the dusty wind blow in than smell someone's feet at all. Taste it.

Seeing his son's patient expression, the Prince of Zhenbei laughed himself, his appearance was so wretched.If this face is shown in front of the women who admire him so much in his backyard, it is guaranteed that more than half of the women will have to leave his messy backyard.

Although there are a lot of troubles in his backyard, there are rules and regulations after all, but his, hehe, it is completely in accordance with the stocking policy.

Those concubines and aunts are all freed up. If anyone has the ability, then he will go, and if he does not have the ability, then he will decide for himself.The people in his backyard basically come in voluntarily, so naturally you have to think about everything before you want to come in, don't wait until you lose before thinking about finding him to cry regret.

It is not wrong to say that the Prince of Zhenbei is cold-hearted and indifferent. Although those aunts also value the Prince of Zhenbei's own wealth in addition to the Prince of Zhenbei himself, they have to say that they want to Needless to say, similarly, they themselves paid a lot.Prince Zhenbei is a likable man, and he will always attract their love. Compared with the cruelty of men, women always have to be more emotional. Naturally, how many women in the backyard are also uncomfortable.

It's just that Prince Zhenbei doesn't see all of these things. Since he has already entered the courtyard, he must abide by the rules of the courtyard.

Everyone who came in thought they could conquer Lord Zhenbei, but in the end, they even lost their own lives, only to realize that they were not that special person of the other party.

In fact, compared to other people's backyards, Prince Zhenbei's backyard is more cruel.

Meng Haoping is always rejoicing that he didn't grow up in the backyard of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. Looking around now, there is no one in the Zhenbei Palace's backyard at all except him and the other son-in-law. The child who lost his mother's shelter.

Is it that those women who have lost their lives have not given birth, and have no children?No, but those children lost their lives early on.

The sound of knocking on the door brought back Meng Haoping's thoughts of running away. He turned his head and looked at the prince of Zhenbei who seemed to have nothing to do with him. Meng Haoping squeezed his veined fist: "What's wrong?"

"My lord, the worry-free young master is here."

Meng Haoping was stunned for a moment, then responded immediately, got up and was about to open the door, but suddenly looked behind him in a trance, his father was still lying there, watching Erlang's legs dangling, that brought The smelly feet were still dangling in the air, nothing changed at all, as if the cold light outside just bypassed his ears at all, and never walked in.

"Father, someone is here."

"Oh," the prince of Zhenbei lifted his eyelids and glanced at Meng Haoping, and under Meng Haoping's gloomy gaze, he slowly put down his dangling feet in the air, but before Meng Haoping heaved a sigh of relief , I saw that Zhenbei King changed another foot and dangled in the air.The ower's eyes stared straight at him, and the corner of his mouth was half a smile, as if telling him, come and clean me up if you have the ability, come on, come on.

Meng Haoping lowered his head, squeezed his fist and couldn't hold it back. He landed on the table next to him, and the small table that had been put aside had a big hole in it, and the hole was still there. The speed I saw continued to expand outward.

The Prince of Zhenbei opened his mouth, glanced at the figure of his stupid son who ran away after beating, and sat up straight after a while, dumbfounded: "Good boy."

Others don't know the material of the table, how can he not know, the high-quality iron wood, ordinary people would have to work very hard to chop it with a knife, let alone smash it directly with their own fists.

King Zhenbei turned over like a madman, touched the crack on the table with his hands, grinned with his big teeth, and pushed his hands out hard. The crack expanded at a slower speed than before. Slowly, coupled with his exertion, the solid table split into two pieces in an instant, and the fruit plate and other things that were originally placed on it all fell on the carriage with a crackling sound. Not too small.

"master?"

Han Guang knocked on the carriage again, but this time, King Zhenbei didn't ignore him, but said with a smile in his voice: "Come in and clean up."

The tone was still drifting upwards, and the cold light that he heard instantly became clever.

He turned his head and pointed to a servant behind him, telling him to go in and pack his things.

Wuyou and Meng Haoping who were standing outside both heard the voice inside the carriage, if it wasn't because the voice of the Prince of Zhenbei was not at all displeased, Wuyou might have thought that the prince of Zhenbei was not Satisfied that he called Meng Haoping out and threw things inside.

Meng Haoping's face darkened, and he tugged at Wuyou's hand: "Don't talk to him."

Just talking to him is enough, talking to his father doesn't mean much.

Worry-free withdrew his gaze from the carriage, his nose twitched, looked at Meng Haoping and laughed: "What's wrong with you? Also, on your body, where did you go just now?"