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1367. Dare to come to this palace to kick the threshold

"Relaxed? Princess, how can you betray me? In the Phoenix Palace, it is not just the prince who knows martial arts, you are the only one who can dominate the martial arts."

Condensing internal force in the palm of his palm, Ye Guijun raised his sleeve and waved at the screen that the second prince had no time to protect. He swept across the palm, and the fan that slashed the screen vertically downward. The palm force was like a knife cutting out a fierce force.

The screen shattered in a blink of an eye!

Falling in front of everyone!

"Emperor, lord

The three teachers hiding behind the screen suddenly heard that the screen had cracked and lost the protective barrier. Several cracks of the screen slid up, and pierced the flesh and blood into the masters' bodies, splashing out blood.

The three teachers in the teaching room made a thud and knocked their kneecaps on the ground. They endured the pain on their bodies, leaned on the ground and bowed, trembling and didn't dare to say more.

"Hmm? How could it be

No, not an affair?

Withdrawing the palm wind, Ye Guijun looked at the situation in front of him with uncertainty, which was difficult to understand.

Why are there a few men?

Moreover, these are the despicable men who have always been disliked by him?

Needless to say, are you doing some cheap things here and teaching other people that are ashamed to speak of?

Well, it's fine if you meet it.

He was teaching these poor slaves a lesson to prevent them from seducing the emperor's attention in the imperial palace.

"Ha! That's not the case. Is it what Ye Guijun thought? Ye Guijun, you should think that in the Geng Nian Palace, you are the place where you come whenever you want, do what you want, and smash things whenever you want? Wherever you learn etiquette, you don't know the etiquette, and you are idle here and have a chaotic temper! This will relieve your anger!"

The beautiful eyes dyed with anger were filled with ripples of disdain.

The second prince sucked his palm force and sucked the cup of tea that was cooled on the table, put it in his palm without any leakage. He laughed in his heart and said in his heart that the cup of tea that he cooled was very useful, and it was worth it that he pretended to be angry and endured it for so long.

The tea cup flew away from the palm of the second prince's palm.

Quickly and neatly raised a gradually sinking arc in the air, gently touching the second prince's forehead, making a muffled sound, falling to the ground, rolling a few times, rolling away from Ye Guijun's feet.

The wheel, the wheel, stopped in front of a palace servant who was accompanying Ye Guijun. The palace servant was shocked to panic and kneel down in panic. Seeing the cup, it was as if he saw you.

"You? Do you dare to use a teacup to beat Ben Guijun?"

The teacup in the second prince's hand did not carry much force, nor did it make a red mark on the second prince's forehead. It just poured all the herbal tea in the cup on Ye Guijun's still stunned face.

Ye Guijun was splashed with a fragrant tea on his face, and a few soaked flower petals were stained on his cheeks and neck. On the broken hair on his forehead, there were tea drops of fragrant tea. His clothes and shoulder bones were also soaked in tea, and his large pieces were filled with the wet and cold tea aroma.

It looks like it gives people a rather down-and-out feeling of embarrassment.

"Haha. Beat? How dare I? Ye Guijun is the favorite husband around the emperor. No matter how brave I have, I dare not scold Ye Guijun. This is just called

The second prince dragged his long words to Ye Guijun, and followed Ye Guijun's whispering to him before, and slowly said: "In my opinion, this is just a 'lecture'! It's my palace that I will teach you a lesson.

In the Huangfeng Harem, you walk on your sheep road, and I pass my single-plank bridge. Everyone has no water on the well, and there is less emotional friction. If you don’t know how to receive teaching and cannot understand the meaning of the lesson, then the next time I pour it on, it will not be the cold tea I have placed, or maybe it is the hot oil I boiled into the pot. Ye Guijun, do you understand what I mean in my dialect?
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