The next morning, there was a lot of noise outside the door, which made Di Qin, who had just woken up, frown.
When he opened the door, he saw a group of beautifully dressed beauties standing outside the door. When he saw her coming out, he couldn't help but be shocked.
If he hadn't known that this was Prince Duan's Mansion, Di Qin would have thought that the place he was in was a brothel!
Looking at the clothes worn by this group of beauties, not to mention short and gorgeous clothes, just talking about the seven-point transparent clothes is enough to make men bleed.
"Are you that vixen with the oil bottle?" A charming woman wearing a green gown stood in front of Di Qin and looked at her with a sarcastic face.
It seems that this is Prince Duan’s concubine
However, she is neither his concubine nor his princess, so there is no need to argue with these people.
After glancing at those people, Di Qin wanted to go around them and leave, but those people blocked her in front of her, preventing her from getting out.
Di Qin frowned, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and with her toes tapping, she quickly stepped over the heads of the concubines and arrived behind them.
After tidying up his clothes, Di Qin said without looking back: "I don't have time to pay attention to you bed warmers. If you want to fight, don't fight on my head."
After saying that, Di Qin raised her feet to leave, but she saw Mo Duanjue in front of him walking towards here with the ghost in his arms. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and she was a little confused as to why the ghost was walking with this prince.
Already?
"Mother!" The ghost leaning in Mo Duanjue's arms waved to Di Qin, with a cheerful smile on his face.
Seeing this little thing, Di Qin softened his expression, walked up to her, and took her from Mo Duanjue's arms, "Where did you go last night?"
"I didn't go anywhere, but mother and godfather gave me a lot of money. You see, from now on we won't have to worry about food and clothing." As he said that, the ghost raised a money bag in his hand and looked at the emperor with a smile on his face.
Qin
Di Qin's eyes also lit up, but soon became indifferent, but he couldn't help but ask: "Who do you recognize as your godfather?" This father is not so easy to be...
"That's Uncle Duan Jue." Guiling pointed at Mo Duan Jue behind him and said with a smile, "Uncle Duan Jue said he would support us in the future, mother, we won't have to suffer from hunger in the future.
I fought with the beggars on the street for a place to live.”
Hearing this, Mo Duanjue and Di Qin were both stunned, with disbelief in their eyes.
They used to compete with beggars for a place to live? How miserable is this?
"Don't worry, my mother will never make you suffer again in the future." Di Qin hugged the ghost and said softly.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you will never endure hardship." Mo Duanjue stepped forward and said with confidence.
The three of them stood together, like a warm family of three. This made the concubines crowded in front of Diqin's room feel unwilling again. They came forward and leaned over Mo Duanjue to say hello: "I am concubine."