Hard to be a good wife

Tang Yue looked around, the reason Zhao Sanlang chose this yard was not chosen because there was a cliff at the bottom, sticking his head out of the window could scare people into fainting.

Ping Shun took a few steps back with trembling hands and feet, and swallowed, "This... are we going to live here?"

"What? Are you scared?" Zhao Sanlang lay down on the big bed in the room, crossed his legs and said, "If you don't want to, you can find another place to sleep. Anyway, there are many people who want to curry favor with the prince right now."

Pingshun's current appearance is really a boy's [-]th change. When walking on the road, he has a high rate of turning his head back. People who haven't seen him in a few months will definitely not recognize him.

And Tang Yue also just found out that Mr. Xinling's criteria for selecting housemates is based on appearance, and only those who are handsome are eligible to be invited to live with him.

Tang Yue was quite speechless when he heard this reason, and he had given up hope in this face-seeking world. No wonder he reacted so strongly when he knew that he was going to marry Prince Zhao.

Ping Shun is not unhappy, but his pride is usually only shown to outsiders. How much people disliked him in the past, he can raise his eyes as high as he now, but in front of Tang Yue and Zhao Sanlang, he is still honest and easy to bully as always.

Standing in front of the window, Tang Yue felt that the scenery in front of him was refreshing. Below the window was a bottomless cliff with green climbing vines growing on it. In the distance were rolling mountains surrounded by white smoke, like a A sea of ​​clouds.

If such a scene can be photographed, it will definitely amaze modern people.

"Just live here!" Tang Yue made a final decision.

The little prince who had been silently following them stood by the bed, folded his arms and looked down at Zhao Sanlang, staring at him without speaking.

Zhao Sanlang reached out and touched his cheek, and asked, "Why is the king of the little county always depressed? Are you unhappy?"

The relationship between the two is quite special. In order to pursue Princess Huizhu, Zhao Sanlang did not hesitate to please the little county king, and the two spent the most time together. The relationship between beating and being beaten will also produce feelings after a long time.

"So what if you're happy? What if you're unhappy?"

"Laugh when you are happy, and laugh when you are unhappy. Life is only a few decades, why let yourself live in endless unhappiness?"

Tang Yue turned around and praised Zhao Sanlang, "Anger hurts the liver, Xiaojun Wang knows that the liver is one of the most important internal organs in a person's body, it can expel bad things from your body, if it hurts the liver , people can easily get sick.”

The little prince frowned, looked at Tang Yue with a new look, and asked thoughtfully: "If the prince of this county studied medicine with you, would he be able to kill people more quickly and invisible?"

"..." Tang Yue's head was full of black lines. Has such a young child already thought about how to kill people faster and more accurately?The family education in this county lord's mansion is really avant-garde.

"In theory, this is the case. Once you understand where the human body is most vulnerable, you will naturally know how to kill faster."

"Then you teach me!" Xiaojun Wang said in an imperative tone.

Tang Yue grinned, "Sorry, I'm busy, I don't have time!" Which doctor is willing to teach others the skills of saving lives to kill?He didn't want to cultivate a human killing machine.

The Xiaojun King was not angry when he heard what he said, but nodded understandingly, and asked Zhao Sanlang, "I heard that you are going to go to war with His Royal Highness, is there such a thing?"

Zhao Sanlang shrugged his shoulders, "Your Highness must have a good opinion of me."

The little prince bit his lower lip and didn't continue to speak. He went to find a room next door to live in, and he rarely came out after that.

Tang Yue had always thought that Ping Shun's personality was weird, but now that he had a comparison, he realized that he was so normal and cute.

"Hey, has the Xiaojun Wang been so uncertain since he was a child?" Tang Yue asked.

Ping Shun shook his head, expressing that he seldom pays attention to others, it's okay to ask him if he is round or flat, but it's useless to ask him about his personality.Zhao Sanlang thought for a while and said: "It seems that it gradually became like this after the death of the county horse. I remember that he loved to laugh when he was very young. At that time, I thought, if there is such a younger brother in the family, even if it is I am also willing to be a concubine."

Tang Yue didn't know what kind of environment made people like this, but the fault of Princess Huizhu was indispensable.

"After the death of the county horse, I heard that he was locked in the house for a long time. The princess was afraid of being hurt, so he didn't go to see him very much. Gradually, it became like this. It’s not good, it’s still a good heart.”

Tang Yue secretly slandered: A person who is beaten every day can still speak up for the perpetrator, and he doesn't know whether to say that he is shaking M or that he is too kind.

However, his words also made Tang Yue more certain that Princess Huizhu is definitely not suitable for Zhao Sanlang, and it is better to persuade him to give up as soon as possible.

After resting in the yard for an hour, someone came to pass on the food. Looking at Ping Shun's mouth watering, he thought that the food in this villa was extraordinarily delicious.

It wasn't until they got to the party hall that they realized the real reason for Ling Pingshun's drooling. In that room, Yingying Yanyan, who was wearing tulle, couldn't help but take a few extra glances even for Tang Yue, who was so feminine.

The hall was very hot, Tang Yue took off his fox fur and sat aside, enjoying the singing and dancing while eating the food and wine brought by the waiter.

Ever since the chef of the Prince's Mansion showed off his culinary skills twice, all the nobles in Ye City knew how good the chef of the Prince's Mansion was. It was really hard to find a single recipe.

After they spent a lot of money to buy the recipes from the Prince's Mansion, no matter how they did it, they felt that the taste was a bit lacking, but even so, this delicacy still spread throughout Yecheng.

So it was not surprising for Tang Yue to see the stir-fried vegetables and pastries on the table.

"I heard that these colors were taught by Mr. Tang Xiaolang to the chef of the Prince's Mansion. I wonder where Mr. Tang learned his cooking skills?" As soon as Mr. Xinling spoke, everyone craned their necks to listen.

"I can't talk about it...the more I just provided some ideas and ideas, the ones who really make and improve the food are the professional chefs."

"Haha...Your Majesty is also responsible for that. Could it be that your highness is looking for your culinary skills?" Lord Xinling asked casually.

Tang Yue wanted to hehe, he gave him a face, could this man be too gossip?What does it mean to keep talking about this topic?

"I have no way of knowing this, why don't Lord Xinling ask His Highness himself tomorrow."

"Chi..." An uncoordinated voice came from an unknown corner. People who heard the voice raised their heads one after another, but there was no way to find the people in the room.

Tang Yue frowned. He was a doctor, and he was more sensitive to male and female voices. The voice just now sounded like a woman no matter what.

There were quite a few women present, but not many dared to refute them in person, or none at all, so Tang Yue became even more curious about the owner of the voice.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more intense. After drinking too much, all the young masters were either playing hand-to-hand games or gathering people for promiscuity.

This is really a gathering of people. This is the first time Tang Yue has seen such a lively scene. Compared with this, the previous scene of Ping Shun flirting with a woman is too childish.

Tang Yue secretly asked Zhao Sanlang, "Did you play like this in the past?" Fuck!Lord Xinling is really not a good bird, he has raised so many beautiful dancers on the mountain, and his purpose is not pure.

Zhao Sanlang glanced at it casually, and looked away with little interest, "Those lustful hungry ghosts, that's the purpose of coming up the mountain, otherwise how could they be so active every year?"

"What about you?" Tang Yue glanced at Zhao Sanlang's crotch, and found that the other party was quite calm, and he didn't know whether he was too interested or not.

Zhao Sanlang clamped his legs tightly at his glance, and glared at Tang Yue, "Is this young master such an obscene person? Besides, I still don't like a group of dancers who serve Israeli servants!"

Tang Yue nodded clearly. Compared with Princess Huizhu, who is beautiful and fragrant, these women are indeed not attractive enough, and their temperament is also very different. It is normal to look down on them.

Zhao Sanlang warned Tang Yue in a low voice: "You are about to marry into the Prince's Mansion, just take a look at the dancers here, but don't get distracted!"

Tang Yue thanked him for his reminder, and confessed sincerely: "I am not interested in women!"

Zhao Sanlang crossed his arms and looked at him vigilantly, "Then you must not have any wrong thoughts about me!" Otherwise, ten heads of him would not be enough for His Royal Highness to cut off.

Tang Yue sneered, "Don't be sentimental, with Prince Zhao here, can I still have a crush on you?"

The original intention of Tang Yue's words was to use Prince Zhao as a foil to Zhao Sanlang, who knew that the other party was wrong, thinking that Tang Yue liked Prince Zhao so much.

"Yes, compared with Your Highness, my son is obviously a lump of mud, Mr. Tang really has a good eye!" Zhao Sanlang snorted coldly, and went to find Ping Shun for a drink with his wine glass.

Tang Yue rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and was about to catch up, when he found a person sitting beside him.

He turned his head to look, and saw a male and female teenager or girl, wearing men's clothes, with a feminine appearance, the first impression was a negative score.

"Are you...?" Tang Yue asked bluntly. There were a lot of young masters here, and it was impossible for Tang Yue to know each of them.

"You're Tang Yue?" The other party raised his chin and squinted at Tang Yue with disdain, and the very first thing he said was a slap in the face: "You are so ugly!"

"..." Tang Yue blinked, touched his face again, and smiled.

"Indeed, it can't compare to this... young master's good looks, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eyes are like autumn waves, and his red lips are a little bit, it's very charming!"

"Deng Tuzi!" The other party slapped him, Tang Yue tilted his head back, barely avoiding the embarrassing slap, the wind of the slap swept across his face, making him feel inexplicably irritable.

"I just praised you a few words, why did you get angry?" Tang Yue opened the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Or...you must be called ugly to be happy, little lady?"

He could be sure that the girl next to him was a girl thanks to her speaking, otherwise it would be hard to tell if she was wearing a high-necked dress.

He asked himself that since he came to this world, he hadn't had any friction with a woman who was not related by blood, so why did he attract a female nerve for no reason?

Could it be that the time-traveling physique is too easy to discharge, and even the tigress has been provoked?

"You're really good at talking, no wonder His Royal Highness can go to war with Father for you!"

Tang Yue was said inexplicably, "First, who is your father, my little lady? Second, what do you mean by the four words "to fight?"

Could it be that in the long 2000 years, this idiom has changed its interpretation?Otherwise, why couldn't he understand what this woman said?

"A slut born of a slut, who looks so mediocre, can even enter the royal family. I don't know if His Royal Highness is blind!" Tang Yue vented her anger on the table, if she had a knife in her hand, Tang Yue suspected that she could stab herself with the knife.

Speaking of this, he can almost guess the identity of this little girl, but looking up and down, left and right, he doesn't think she is worthy of Prince Zhao, of course, except for that face.

Take a closer look, this face is still quite outstanding, with a refreshing aura that is rare for southern women, but it is a bit more arrogant than Tang Ya from the Liyang Houfu. Fumi!

"Hehe, the princess should ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I believe he will give you a satisfactory answer." Tang Yue stood up, flicked his cuffs, and looked down at her: "Also, I want to correct the princess In a word, appearance is not everything, it can neither be eaten nor dressed, if His Highness married a woman with big breasts and no brains like you, he would really be blind!"

"you……"

Tang Yue didn't want to get entangled with her any longer, so he turned around and left, and by the way, he found out the culprit in his heart to insert the villain.

He thought to himself: This Li Zhao didn't deliberately cripple his legs for the purpose of retiring, this sacrifice is really big enough, ha ha!