Hard to be a good wife

As soon as Tang Yue left, all the ladies present joked: "Aya, you have to take care of your younger sister and don't let her run around."

"Aya, you have to get along well with the ladies and don't lose your temper."

"Aya, wait here obediently until I come back, and then go home together."

"Haha..." All the girls laughed together, and even Princess Huizhu leaned forward and backward with laughter, and said again and again: "It's really interesting! It's so interesting!"

The Tang sisters blushed, but they were not angry. They thought at the same time: It's really nice to have an older brother.

Tang Yue was taken to a yard built on the water, surrounded by willow trees, and the gentle breeze dispelled the heat of summer, and even those who were comfortable did not want to move.

"Don't hit, don't hit... ah... don't hit your face..." A begging sound came from the waterside pavilion, before Tang Yue could see what was going on, the maid who brought him has already rushed in.

Tang Yue followed curiously, and saw a young boy sitting on top of a young man surrounded by the crowd, his fists rained down, and the sound of begging for mercy came from the beating man.

"Ouch... Xiaojun Wang, stop beating..."

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang... What's the matter? Why did you start a fight?" The maid stepped forward and hugged the little boy's waist, trying to hug him up, but was pushed away by him.

Everyone around watched the show with their eyes open, and no one stepped forward to help. Even a fat man was able to flirt with women in such an environment.

Tang Yue couldn't help but look at the fat man more, he was young, fat like a white-faced steamed bun, he reached into the woman's skirt with one hand and fumbled around, causing the girl to pant and moan, until she was so soft that she fell into the fat man's arms.

Grass!If you don't learn well at a young age, the world will decline!

Tang Yue withdrew his gaze and continued to watch the battle here. The little boy pushed away the maid and continued to use the person under him as a sandbag, with a ferocity index of five stars.

"Xiao Lang, stop beating, if you hit again, you will die, and the princess will be angry!" The maid had no choice but to move the mistress out.

But the other party obviously didn't care, and the fist didn't stop for a moment, and continued to hit the humanoid sandbag.

Tang Yue looked at the boy who was like a bull, and couldn't help laughing, "It's useless for you to hit like this, you should go down three inches, focus on one place, within ten punches, the opponent will die .”

The beating person and the beating person raised their heads at the same time, sending out a "Who are you?" signal together.

Tang Yue continued: "You are young and weak, but you are the one who hurt him when your fist hit him. Do you have hatred against him or your own fist?"

The little boy's gaze was as ferocious as a beast's. His eyes fell on the position Tang Yue said, as if he was thinking about whether to make a move.

The young man who was crushed and beaten by him felt cold all over, and hurriedly pushed him away and jumped up, "No more beating, no more beating..."

Tang Yue knew this would happen. The young man was beaten but he didn't fight back. Either he didn't dare or he didn't want to, but it was all under the premise of not endangering his life. Once his life was in danger, no one would lie down and wait for death.

The maid also took the opportunity to hug the little boy, and dragged him out regardless of his struggle, "Xiao Lang, the princess is looking for you, hurry up and follow the slave."

As soon as they left, the audience burst into laughter, "Haha...Zhao Sanlang, did you enjoy being beaten? Look at your colorful face, you don't need to put on powder!"

“人家赵三郎是甘之如饴，每日都来挨一顿揍，说不定小郡王揍着揍着就同意他娶郡主了呢？”

"Ha ha……"

It was only then that Tang Yue understood the reason. It turned out that the beauty was the cause of the trouble, and he really answered the word: the color makes the mind faint.

The audience laughed enough to let Zhao Sanlang go. A young man standing next to Tang Yue asked with a smile, "Who are you?... I haven't seen it before."

Everyone glanced over and found that it was the one who pointed out just now, with a little more interest in their eyes.

"I'm next to Tang Yue, from the Marquis of Liyang." Tang Yue introduced himself simply. Originally, this job should be done by the maid who led the way, but unfortunately she ran away early, and he could only rely on himself.

"Marquis of Liyang?"

"The last name is Tang?"

"Could it be...an offshoot of the Tang family?"

"It may also be the adoptive son just adopted by Master Hou. If you can't have a son, you have to find a way to adopt one."

Seeing that their brains were getting bigger and bigger, Tang Yue had to remind: "The Marquis of Liyang is my father."

"Father?"

"Dear?"

"really?"

"It's my own, take a good look at my face." Tang Yue pointed to his 100% genetic face and said, "It's real, it's my own."

"When did the Marquis of Liyang have such a big man?" Zhao Sanlang walked over rubbing his bruised cheeks, circled around Tang Yue three times, and asked, "Is it an illegitimate child or a concubine's child?"

This question was quite rude, Tang Yue knew that he was holding a grudge, so he replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Zhao Sanlang can ask my father this question, I'm sorry I can't answer it."

"Hey, if you don't tell me, we can guess that there is an extra son out of nowhere, and it's still his own. It certainly won't be Mrs. Hou who crawled out of her stomach."

Tang Yue didn't want to keep the topic around this question, so he asked Zhao Sanlang curiously: "They said you come here every day to get beaten?"

Zhao Sanlang's face changed, and he glared at him, "Mind your own business!"

Tang Yue thought in his heart: Brother, so you are shaking M, I really can't tell!

He grabbed Zhao Sanlang's shoulders and took him aside, "Do you want me to teach you a way?"

Zhao Sanlang was about to lose his temper, but when he heard this, his anger was completely extinguished, and he asked indifferently, "What can you do?"

"To deal with children in the rebellious period, beating alone can't solve the problem. The timing is not right today. Let's talk about it another day." Let's build a long-term friendship first.

Just as Zhao Sanlang was about to ask, there was already someone booing beside him, "Hey, what are you two muttering about?"

"Zhao Sanlang, did you get beaten up today? You even hooked up with an ugly man. Didn't you claim that you are not a beautiful man?"

Ugly?Tang Yue blinked in surprise, was he talking about himself?Can't it?Although he said that the length is ordinary, how can it not match the word ugly?

He felt the need to be responsible for his appearance, looked at the young man who spoke and said, "Looking at your appearance, you must not be Zhao Sanlang's friend either?"

"..." Everyone was stunned for a while before they understood the subtext of this sentence.

"Haha... This kid is so courageous, he even dared to mock one of the four beautiful men in Ye City."

Tang Yue peed in fright, one of the four beauties?Just this bitch?Grass!How can he get along in an era where the aesthetics are distorted like this?

Probably because his expression was too lively, everyone laughed even more cheerfully, "Look, this ugly boy actually dislikes Gongzi Heng, haha..."

Zhao Sanlang looked at Tang Yue, then at Xu Ziheng, feeling that this young man was much more pleasing to the eye.

He patted Tang Yue on the shoulder, "Sure enough, heroes see the same thing! I, Zhao San, have always said that Xu Ziheng is not worthy of being equal to me, and the world has no eyes!"

Xu Ziheng has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and there is indeed a different style when he slightly raises them, but his temperament is too girly, not the type that Tang Yue likes.

On the contrary, Zhao Sanlang is good-looking, handsome, and very devoted, but unfortunately he is a straight man.

"I heard that the prince of Heng Guogong is also here, who is it?" Tang Yue scanned around, except for the two people who knew their names just now, guessing which one is his future brother-in-law.

No matter which one it is, it looks good, it seems that his father's vision is not bad.

Unexpectedly, after he made this conclusion, everyone looked at him with sympathy and pity. Tang Yue's heart was shocked, and he followed someone's finger to look over, but what he saw was a fat man flirting with a beauty!

No way?It's him?

Tang Yue confirmed again and again, everyone nodded unanimously, and his long-standing kind face finally cracked.

Zhao Sanlang was full of sympathy, and comforted him: "Oh, so you don't know Duke Heng, he's actually quite a nice person, he just likes to play, hehe...he looks a bit...hehe..."

The two sentences "hehe", can be summed up as follows: This son of Duke Heng has no talent, no looks, hehe!

Xu Ziheng snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "No one in Ye City knows that the son of Duke Heng has no inklings, and was raised to be a useless person. He can only play with women except for food. How do you know that he is good?"

Tang Yue also really wanted to ask this question. Since he came in, the fat man has never left the woman's body. No matter how noisy he is here, it's as if he didn't see it. His flamboyant younger sister is going to marry such a person?

Tang Yue frowned, and decided to go back and ask carefully, seeing how the Liyanghou couple doted on their daughter, they would not have done such unreliable things.