The villain is a vixen

Chapter 452
Their theater troupe had their own kitchen and eating place, but it was already a little late for Tang Hulu to finish the play, so he ate all the food that should be eaten.

So she didn't even look at it, and took Xiaoshizi outside.

The boy followed behind his master, and when he first saw her, he was amazed by the face of the woman in red, and soon after being kicked by his master, he didn't dare to look at it again.

The young master asked Tang Gourd to get into his carriage, and the young servant looked aside so that the corners of his eyes twitched, and the young master didn't even look at it.

If the prince knew that Xiao Shizi invited the actor to his carriage like this, he wouldn't be blown up!

What kind of concubines are you still taking, what kind of doors are you still entering!
Of course Rong Ting knew that this was unreasonable.

But those who are unreasonable and courteous are all for outsiders. In his heart, Tang Hulu is not an outsider.

Tang Hulu himself hesitated for a while, but seeing Xiao Shizi's calm expression, he thought it was because he was thinking too much.

Xiao Shizi's carriage is naturally the most comfortable in the entire capital.

Although King Zhenbei is a general, he is not as illiterate as other generals. He has also been known as a "child prodigy" since he was a child, and he is very strategic on the battlefield.

Princess Zhenbei is the daughter of a grand master, and she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so Xiao Shizi's literature and martial arts are among the best in the school, and the cost of food and clothing is also the best.

Sitting next to Tang Hulu, Rong Ting almost couldn't breathe. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the eyebrows of the person next to him.

He always felt that this person looked so good-looking when he smiled, and every frown and smile would take his soul away.

When not smiling, he is cool and cold. Although he is dressed in fiery red, he does not have a flamboyant and lively personality.

Tang Hulu didn't care what Xiao Shizi was thinking, she waited for the carriage to move slowly, then opened the curtain to look out.

The scenery of the capital is so prosperous.

Yuanshen has been in the capital for so many years, apart from practicing every day, he just thinks about how to get the heroine out, and he has no time to go shopping at all.

The opera garden is on a busy street, adjacent to wine shops and tea shops on the left and right, and above the second floor, the sound of the storyteller clapping the case can be heard, mixed with a few applause.

"..."

Tang Hulu's fingers on his legs suddenly bent.

Rong Ting saw it, he followed Tang Hulu's line of sight to look out, and happened to see an old man walking slowly against the crowd with candied haws on his back.

"Miss Yuntang, do you want to eat candied haws...?"

Rong Ting asked in a low voice.

Tang Gourd's eyes followed the old man for a long time, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Her memory is actually quite good, she always felt that this old man was the one who sold her Tang gourd last time.

They should have seen it.

"Do not."

Tang Hulu suddenly lost the interest to continue watching.

It's not that she has never been to the ancient plane, why is she like someone who has never seen the world, right?

Rong Ting gave a small "oh", and looked hesitantly at the booklet he was preparing.

He mustered up the courage to ask, "Does Miss Yuntang usually like to read?"

Talking in this direction is right!
Rong Ting had nothing to do when he was young, did he like to run and dance around like those little boys, most of him stayed in the study.

He has basically touched and flipped through all the books in King Zhenbei's study.

Tang Hulu smiled, "It's okay, I like to read opera books and gossip, and the young man should like military books, right? Like your father."

Speaking of his father, Rong Ting felt that there was a lot to talk about.

"Actually, the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams are the majority of books in my father's study room. The military books are things that my father flipped through when he was a child, so they are all kept in the warehouse, and they will not be placed in the study room, which is within reach."

(End of this chapter)