Tamer of the Beast

Three Princes' Mansion

Before Leng Yiming stepped through the door, he heard a burst of ridicule drifting in the wind.

"Come on, sister, if you can keep the prince by your side tonight, it won't be too late to call me a bitch."

With this voice, who is it but the original brothel singer Qin Ge?

But who is she laughing at? Don't tell him, it's Ye Yan

Leng Yiming walked over there quickly. The guard at the door didn't even react after he disappeared. He stood there blankly, forgetting to say hello.

Why did the prince leave in such a hurry!

In the small garden, Qin Ge was looking at the woman in front of him with a sneer and disdain.

It’s not that Ye Yan’s jealousy scenes happened almost every day in the Three Princes’ Mansion, and he was tired of watching them.

Ye Yan entered the palace, expecting to see something new and exciting, but he didn't expect Qin Ge to be stupid enough to find trouble with the main wife.

Quickly walking away, Leng Yiming disappeared without a sound, and neither of the two confronting women noticed anything unusual.

--cat dividing line--

"I don't know what's going on over there in Luluo lately." Ye Yan casually tied up his bun and looked at himself in the mirror.

To be honest, she is not a postdoc specializing in ancient women, so she doesn’t know what the specialties of these buns are. It’s not bad to spend half a stick of incense to make a decent one.

Shuang'er couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to step in, but she wouldn't let him.

Shuang'er is a clever girl who can style her buns in all kinds of ways, but dressing up in a fancy way will only attract the jealousy of those boring concubines.

She was too lazy to deal with these pedantic, big-hearted and brainless guys who only wanted to be around rich men. She had no time or thought.

It's rare to have temporary silence in your ears

"Sister Lan, are you up?"

At the door, a gentle greeting sounded

Ye Yan raised his eyebrows and put down the ivory comb in his hand. Here he comes, it looks like a guinea pig.

The woman in front of me obviously looks two years older than her, but she calls her sister because of her status.

But that's right, when she committed the murder, this woman hadn't even entered her mother's belly yet.

"Get up, sister come in"

She stood up from the chair unhurriedly, flicked her sleeves, and a cold object inside pressed against her skin.

The visitor is Leng Yiming's fifth concubine, Wu Qingcheng, who was once a dancing girl in a brothel.

Well, this Leng Yiming ignored the king's law enough to marry a brothel singer and a dancing concubine. Each of these three thousand beauties is really of "extraordinary birth" and "noble status".