The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

He pulled the silk handkerchief from the soldier's hand, unfolded it for a closer look, and confirmed that it was something he had used before.

The reason why he could recognize it was because this square silk handkerchief had the special logo of the Northern Xinjiang Army on it, and it was one of the materials distributed by the imperial court.This silk handkerchief can only be used by a limited number of people such as him and Yue Shubo.

The night Chang Bao took Hai Weilan out of the city, he was wearing such a scarf.He touched Hai Weilan because of anger, wiped his hands with it, and threw it away!

He remembered very clearly that Hai Weilan picked up the handkerchief very financially.If this is the party that Hai Weilan picked up, why did it appear at Miss Jia's place?

With a sudden change in his mind, he looked at the soldier again, "What else did Miss Jia say?"

"Only these two sentences!"

Yuan Qiyan held the square scarf and pondered for a while, then turned and ran towards the back house.He didn't know what kind of tricks Miss Jia was going to do, and he was not afraid of what kind of tricks she would do. He had to find out what this matter had to do with Hai Weilan.

In the new house, the arm-thick red candle was nearly half burned, and the flame was flickering.The bride sat quietly on the edge of the bed, the pearls adorned on the hipa swayed slightly, reflected by the light, giving off a soft and delicate light.Xipo and several Fengxi maids were driven drowsy by the hazy atmosphere, their heads were shaking bit by bit.

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door, and then the door was kicked open with a slam. Everyone was startled, and they all woke up together. When they looked closely, they saw Yuan Qiyan standing in the cold At the door, I suddenly lost sleepiness.

"Oh, my lord, you finally..."

"Get out!" Xi Po said halfway, before being cut off mercilessly by Yuan Qiyan.

Xi Po was stunned for a moment, "But my lord, you still haven't..."

"I'll let you out!" Yuan Qiyan's voice was a little bit cold.

Xi Po trembled, how could she dare to speak?Hastily greeted several Feng Xi maids to leave the door.While walking, he murmured in his heart, why is this prince so impatient?She didn't take off her hijab, didn't drink a cup of wine, and listened to her singing auspicious words, why did she drive people away to ask for a bridal chamber as soon as she came up?This is not in line with the procedure!

When Yuan Qiyan heard the door closed behind him, he looked coldly at the person sitting by the bed, "Why is this handkerchief in your hand?" The tone was completely interrogative.

"My lord, shouldn't you take off the hijab for me first?" The crisp voice was a bit displeased.

Yuan Qiyan ignored her words, "I'm asking you about the scarf!"

The other side smiled, "I also want to tell you about the scarf, but it's not very convenient to talk with the hijab..."

Yuan Qiyan frowned, strode over, pulled off the hijab, "You can now..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and people froze on the spot.Under the hijab is a veiled face, only revealing a pair of eyes, shining like stars, stained with a narrow smile.

Those were a pair of eyes he was all too familiar with!

He stared fixedly into those eyes, wondering if he was dreaming.It wasn't until those eyes blinked mischievously at him twice that he was sure it was true, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, "Hai..."

"Boom!" Before he could say a word, he was kicked heavily on the knee, and most of his leg became numb. .

Xi Po, who was guarding the door, heard a loud noise coming from inside, and hurriedly raised her voice and asked, "My lord, my concubine, are you all right?"

"It's okay, the prince got drunk and fell down. I'm here to serve him, you all go to rest!" A somewhat dull voice replied.