"Yes, Daddy!"

Han Qianyu slowly stood up, bowed slightly to Han Lin, then turned his head to look at Huang Guting, bowed again, and showed a sweet smile, saying, "Your Highness, Qianyu was ignorant a few days ago, and he hit His Highness. His Highness slapped Qianyu, but who made His Highness be Qianyu's fiancé! He didn't blame His Highness at all."

Han Qianyu smiled with joy and shyness, moved his lotus steps lightly, walked slowly to Huang Guting, stretched out his ten fingers to take the wine glass from Huang Guting, filled it with his own hands, raised it above his head, and said pitifully: "If your highness forgives Qian Yu's ignorance and pity Qian Yu's affection, please drink this glass."

Huang Guting raised his eyes and glanced at Han Qianyu. At this time, her eyes were as autumn as autumn, her face was like petals, her beautiful appearance of weakness and her timid and reserved attitude were really pity for me.

Huang Guting sneered in his heart, and it was a delusion to use this false intention to confuse him.

Huang Guting's sleeves were gently swaying, his knuckles were clearly stretched out. His white and slender left hand did not meet the wine glass, but instead gently stroked Han Qianyu's delicate cheeks, and a smile on his lips: "Is this half of my face?"

Han Qianyu's body trembled slightly, and she felt very disgusted. Huang Guting's fingers were clearly distinguished, but in her eyes it was extremely dirty. She looked slightly disgusted.

"Ha? This is your attitude of apologizing?" Huang Guting curled a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Is it because my prince's hands are not worthy of your face? If you are unwilling to apologize, don't force it!"

Han Qianyu cursed Huang Guting hard in his heart. Thinking of Han Lin's words, he forced himself to put his face toward Huang Guting's palm. A smile spread on his face, and said softly: "Don't force it! Your Highness is Qianyu's fiancé, and everything about Qianyu belongs to Your Highness."

Han Qianyu said this, but she was about to cry in her heart. She raised her arm again and said, "Your Highness, let's drink this drink first!"

Huang Guting ignored Huang Guting, patted his fingers on Huang Guting's cheek, looked at Han Qianxue, and smiled, "Just just now, your sister said that your face was so delicate that it could be made of water. I don't believe it, do you think it could be made of water?"

Han Qianyu couldn't bear it anymore, but he still suppressed his anger and said happily: "That's my sister's praise. How could Qianyu be so delicate?"

"Haha! This prince has a way to make you so delicate, so raise your head." Huang Guting's voice came from his ears.

Han Qianyu felt nervous and was a little confused. She looked up at Huang Guting's face. Although it was clearly angular and unparalleled, Han Qianyu had no feelings at all.

Suddenly, my hand was relaxed and my wine glass was taken away.

Han Qianyu was about to withdraw his arm,

"Swish!"

Huang Guting raised his left hand, all the wine in the wine glass flew out, and kissed Han Qianyu very intimately.

Han Qianyu was stunned for a moment before suddenly reacting. Her face suddenly changed, she was very shocked and angry. She stayed there for a moment, staring at Huang Guting in a daze!

"Haha! Isn't it possible to squeeze out water now?" Huang Guting bounced at Han Qianyu's pretty face and chuckled.

"Tang!"

A drop of wine turned into water droplets and flew out in response, hitting the ground, and a small hole in the square inch was smashed.

Han Qianshan and Han Qianxue were also stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly, Huang Guting actually poured wine on Han Qianyu's face.

Do such rude things to the prime minister’s daughter!

It's simply a nude humiliation!

Han Lin's eyes were too long and he didn't say anything.

"Bang!"

Han Qianshan slapped the table suddenly, jumped up, stared at Huang Guting with a fierce look, and said, "Second Prince, you dare to humiliate my sister!"

Han Qianyu suddenly cried out with a "wow" sound. The wine on her face dripped down her chin and made the powder on her face look extremely embarrassed. She hurriedly covered her face and ran to the back hall.

She felt very aggrieved in her heart, even more aggrieved than being slapped the day before yesterday.

Han Qianxue stared at Huang Guting and hurriedly chased him out in the back hall.

Huang Guting slowly stood up, and behind his hands, he saw Han Lin and his son staring at him gloomyly, and smiled faintly, saying, "Is Han Xiang angry? He just looked drunk and just washed it? Could it be that Han Xiang would drive me out of the mansion because of this little thing?"

Han Lin's face changed a little, and he finally said, "The second prince is so angry. Yu'er has already had a engagement with His Highness. Just now, it was just a joke in the boudoir. How could I get angry?"

"Dad!" Han Qianshan glared at Huang Guting angrily, very unwilling to accept it.

"Sit down!" Han Linru put on the roots of an old tree, sat firmly on the ground, drinking and drinking, and being powerful without anger, and said in a deep voice.

Han Qianshan did not sit down, but instead held his fists and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the second prince killed a minister at the first level of the True Yuan Realm with one blow today! He is very majestic and has no talent at the bottom of the True Yuan Realm. I really want to ask the second prince's master's tricks! I wonder if the second prince can give me advice?"

After hearing this, Han Lin continued to drink, but did not stop him.

Huang Guting looked at Han Qianshan, then smiled, and paced on the main seat behind his hands.

When Han Qianshan saw Huang Guting walking around in his seat, he looked very anxious and couldn't help but sneer: "I thought the second prince was a hero, but he could only bully the little girl. Humph!" Han Qianshan suddenly looked disdainful.

Huang Guting shook his head expressionlessly, said, "I only have the second level of the Lingyuan Realm. What is my ability to challenge you at the second level of the True Yuan Realm?"

Han Qianshan was about to refute, but Huang Guting continued: "And you are too weak. I can kill that old minister with one blow, and you are no exception. Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Han Qianshan's heart tightened slightly, then laughed loudly, and said, "Second Prince, although I didn't see you killing that old minister with my own eyes, anyone with a discerning eye can see that you just used a magic weapon to surprise me, and still want to scare me? And I put it here. If you really have the ability, kill me again. How could I, Han Qianshan, be afraid of death?"

"Haha!" Huang Guting laughed and looked at Han Lin and said, "Han Xiang, you have taught a good son! Well, I will accept his challenge!"

"but…"

Han Qianshan cursed in his heart and shouted mercilessly: "What are you playing tricks? If you don't dare to compete, don't compete. Anyway, you are the prince, so I dare not do anything to you?"

"Haha, you misunderstood!"

"Five days ago, I competed with Meng's major general Meng's family, and lost one million silver coins. I had never seen him before and had not paid it back yet, do you know?" Huang Guting said lightly.

Han Qianshan nodded. That incident spread widely in the palace and he had heard of it at all.

Huang Guting continued: "But he is only at the fifth level of the Lingyuan Realm, and the Qianshan Gongzi is nearly ten years older than him. As the prime minister and the master of the Zhenyuan Realm, I wonder how many bets you can put out?"

Huang Guting glanced at Han Qianshan, and glanced at Han Lin with his eyes.

The prime minister must be richer than the general! He will be better at killing him.

Han Qianshan glanced at his father, and didn't know what to do, so he could only say, "We are a competition, not a gambling, what bets are needed?"

"Haha! Mr. Han's words are wrong. Hasn't Han Xiang taught you that life is a bet? If you suppress the right person and make the right bet, you can be like a fish in water, call the wind and rain, gather in the temple, and be famous for the past forever. Otherwise, you will only be in a different place, and throw away the corpse in the wilderness!" Huang Guting looked at Han Qianshan and smiled faintly, as if he had pointed.

When Han Lin heard this, he frowned, and was shocked in his heart. He thought secretly. It seemed that he had underestimated the second prince's ambition and courage. In this way, it was not surprising that the Taihe Palace killed people.

Seeing that his father was not speaking, Han Qianshan asked back: "If you can't beat me? What do you think?"

Huang Guting said calmly: "It is normal that I can't compete with you by one level."

Seeing Han Qianshan's angry expression, Huang Guting smiled slightly and said, "Well! If I can't beat you, I will make Han Xiang's purpose come true tonight... and you can give you a condition."

Han Qianshan sneered: "This is almost the same! I am the same as you, letting you make the conditions."

Huang Guting said lightly: "Okay, then I'll tell you in advance. This prince is homeless now and has to live in the dilapidated villa of the East Suburbs..."

If Lin Xiaoxi heard Huang Guting's words, he would have rolled his eyes and said: Is this still ruined? Is it unbearable? Brother, can you stop talking nonsense?

"So, if I can beat you, I will win three moves and two moves. I want you to repair the Dongjiao Villa for this prince according to the decoration standards of the Prime Minister's Mansion! How about it?"

Huang Guting's eyes sterned and he asked.
Chapter completed!