Hard to be a good wife

When Tang Yue woke up the next day, he felt weak all over, as if his body had been squeezed dry, and his head throbbed with pain.

He opened his eyes a little, and touched his side with his hand, and he touched a warm body. He immediately regained his energy, "What time is it?"

With the brightness of the light outside, Prince Zhao should have gone to the government office in the morning. Those who can do more work are talking about people like him.

"Si Shizhong, there is nothing important today, please rest for a day alone."

Tang Yue turned over and rubbed one leg against his stomach, "Since that's the case, His Royal Highness might as well go and make some breakfast for my lord."

Prince Zhao stretched out his hand to touch his leg, and touched the hair on one leg without any accident, but the hair on Tang Yue's body was less and finer than that of men of the same age, and his palms were itchy when he touched it.

Prince Zhao ignored the word "do" and asked him, "What do you want to eat?" In the huge Prince's Mansion, it was not his turn to cook for himself.

"Noodles, noodles." Tang Yue spit out two words slowly.

Tang Yue has made pasta several times since he had flour at home. He has never made this noodle because he is not very good at rolling it, but he mentioned it to Prince Zhao. The method is not difficult, and the important thing is the process of rolling the noodles.

Prince Zhao thought for a while, then kissed him on the forehead, "Wait."

Seeing him turn over and get out of bed, revealing the young man's tall and fair body, with his buttocks facing him, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Tang Yue thought to himself: With this appearance and figure, it's a waste of money to be crushed by him every time!

Prince Zhao didn't know that he was masturbating himself, so he put on his clothes and looked back at him, staring at him for a few seconds, making sure that he didn't remember the person he met last night before he was relieved.

But does Tang Yue really not remember?Tang Yue only raised the corners of his lips when Prince Zhao walked out of the room. He really thought he was the most confused last night. When he first saw the beautiful boy appearing in his house, his first reaction was definitely not surprise, let alone appreciation, but love. Everyone has a heart for beauty, he just wanted to give Prince Zhao a try.

He called for someone to bring water in, took a hasty shower, and then picked out a brand new dress with dark red as the main color to change into. His hair was tied with a jade crown. temperament.

He took a green jade pendant and hung it on Tang Yue's belt. Seeing that he was so neatly dressed, he asked curiously, "Mr. Lang, are you going out?"

When passing by the kitchen just now, he saw His Royal Highness dispatched his servants to work in it alone, he thought that Mr. Lang would not go out today, at least not before lunch.

"Nothing, I just went for a walk in the garden when the weather was nice." Tang Yue said as he strode out of the door, stretched himself, and then went to the front yard.

I met the person in the front yard last night, and the housekeeper also said that the person was placed in the front yard, so you might as well go and have a look again, you will only know who it is after getting in touch with it.

He did not doubt Prince Zhao, but Tang Yue would not think that he would be able to spend the rest of his life in peace in such a high-ranking mansion.

It is not normal not to have all kinds of people with various purposes.

When he went to the front yard to find someone to ask, he was told that the boy left the mansion early this morning.

"When exactly did you leave?" Tang Yue asked with a smile on his face.

The servants of the Prince's Mansion all like the Crown Princess, apart from the fact that he is a man, there is really nothing wrong with him.

A small steward in the front yard who was questioned, replied respectfully: "It was about the beginning of the morning, and he left with a bag. He must have returned to his hometown."

"Oh? Where is he from? What's his name?"

"The slave doesn't know either. He didn't live in the mansion for long. He said that he was a poor man saved by His Highness on the way. He was recuperating in the mansion. On weekdays, there was only one servant to take care of him. Everyone didn't care."

Tang Yue curled his lips. Would no one care about such an outstanding person?What about cheating ghosts?If Prince Zhao is not good at masculinity, it's okay to say, everyone can just look at it, but there is a master in the mansion who married a man, anyone who sees such a beauty will think about it.

"Go and call the servant who is close to take care of him." The steward had no choice but to obey, so naturally he called someone to go, but he kept an extra thought and called a servant to tell the steward.

This matter seems trivial, but if the Crown Princess becomes jealous, it will be hard for His Highness, right?

Tang Yue didn't get any useful information from the boy, everyone's testimony was very consistent, they all said that the man was rescued by the crown prince, he recovered from his wounds and left in the mansion.

Tang Yue didn't ask why, and he left, so he didn't have much interest in continuing to investigate. He thought he would encounter some conspiracy, so he stopped.

He was about to go back to the backyard when he saw the guards who usually guard the gate rushing in.

"What happened?" Tang Yue asked, frowning.

When the guard saw him, his face was filled with uneasiness, and he faltered for a long time before uttering a sentence: "The young master who left this morning is back."

Tang Yue's eyes widened, he stared at him and asked, "May I ask what he is doing when he comes back?"

"I asked. He said that he was followed only two streets away, and he ran back to ask for help because he was really scared."

Tang Yue rubbed his chin, and a harmless smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, "Since that's the case, it's not easy for us to save half of the lives, so let's invite them in."

Ever since, when Prince Zhao finally tossed out a bowl of unappearing and tasteless noodles in the kitchen, he heard the bad news.

He looked at the noodle soup in his hands, pursed his lips, and his eyes were very gloomy, "Come here, take this bowl of noodles to the princess, and watch him eat it."

At first he was still hesitating whether to ask the cook to make a new bowl, but now it seems that there is no need for it. With a beautiful woman by his side, everything must taste delicious.

When the noodles were delivered to Tang Yue's hands, he was really moved, but he couldn't maintain his moved mood after just one bite.

"Lang Jun, Your Highness said, you must finish eating the noodles and don't waste them." Wang Dingjun smiled gleefully at the side.

He sneaked a glance at the young man sitting opposite Tang Yue, and snorted secretly: Isn't he just an ordinary person with empty appearance, who can make the princess so caring, no wonder His Highness is sad.

It was said to be noodles, but they were actually gnocchi, and they were half-cooked, and the taste was even more strange.

The handsome young man on the opposite side looked at him curiously, "Why do you force yourself if you don't want to eat? The Prince's Mansion must not lack this bowl of food."

Tang Yue already knew his name. The beautiful young man has a beautiful name called Ziyu, and he also plays the piano well, with an elegant temperament, which is very pleasing to the eye.

His eyeballs moved, and he sighed: "You don't know, this food is cooked by the prince himself, even if it is poison, I have to eat it without hesitation, otherwise he will be unhappy."

Although Tang Yue didn't reveal his identity, as long as the other party wasn't stupid, he could guess it.

When the other party heard that the food was made by the prince himself, he was shocked and looked at the bowl of noodles curiously.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a man who speaks for himself outside, but at home he is a little... loves to take care of others. He likes to cook these foods the most. Would you like to try them?"

The corner of Wang Dingjun's mouth twitched, not knowing how His Highness would feel when he heard this trumped-up charge.

"This...isn't it good? After all, His Highness personally made it for you. The villain is just a commoner, so I can't afford it."

"You're welcome, I hit you off right away, let's just make friends."

The other party pushed back again, and was about to reach out to pick up the bowl, as if he was willing to do anything for his friend.

Tang Yue was one step faster than him, picked up the bowl and snorted, swallowed a bowl of food with an unknown taste, and burped after eating.

Just kidding, how could he give someone else what his man made for the first time, don't even think about it!

After giving the empty bowl to Wang Dingjun, Tang Yue asked with a bitter face, "Is Your Highness satisfied?"

Wang Dingjun's expression expressed indescribable sympathy, and he said meaningfully: "If you have nothing to do, Mr. Lang, you should go back to your room. Your Highness is probably waiting for you."

"Who says I'm fine?" Tang Yue pointed to the young man opposite, "I heard that Ziyu is good at playing the piano, I just want to ask for advice."

Wang Dingjun thought to himself: As a person who doesn't know anything about rhythm, is it true that you don't play the piano with a cow?

"I wonder if Ziyu would like to play a piece?"

The young man's eyes were shining brightly, and his pupils were full of brilliance. His joyful appearance added a bit of color out of thin air. He made a bow and said, "This is the honor of the villain!"

Soon the melodious sound of the piano came from the room. Wang Dingjun couldn't stay any longer, so he hurried back to report and rebroadcast the live broadcast, which really made the crown prince blush.

"Your Highness, don't you care about it?" Wang Dingjun admitted that he was a bit fanciful, there was no way, life was too boring, this couple was sweet and sweet, and the damage value to single dogs was beyond the charts, and it was good to watch them change their faces occasionally.

"He was rescued alone, what should I do?" Could it be that he rushed to the front yard to arrest Tang Yue and tell him that he couldn't get close to that luthier?

"Go and find out the background of this luthier, don't let the concubine be deceived by someone with a heart." Prince Zhao gritted his teeth and ordered.

Wang Dingjun is not stupid, he knows what he means, even if this young man is not a caring person, he will become a caring person, otherwise His Highness would have no excuse to drive him out.

The sound of the qin in the front yard rang for a long time, and many people were fascinated by it. The young man's qin skills were really good.

Tang Yue listened to the piano for a long time with his head full of irritability. How could he appreciate such an elegant and profound art?It's almost as good as letting him knock the bowl with a needle.

So, when he stepped out of the front yard, he was dizzy, top-heavy, and his ears were still ringing.

"It's really asking for trouble." Tang Yue laughed at himself.

When he left, the young man who had been sitting silently in the room put the piano aside, got up and wandered around the yard, quietly threw a handkerchief in the corner as he passed the courtyard wall, and then left as if nothing had happened.

In the eldest prince's mansion, the old county king shared the results with Wang Zixu with a smile on his face, "This kid from the Tang family really can't stand the temptation. He just lost three souls and six souls as soon as we met?"

"I would rather congratulate Uncle Wang for his success in his scheme." Wang Zixu expressed his joy before asking: "Do you think this is really useful? The two of them are at odds, what good will it do us?"

The old county king stroked his beard, "Don't you know Tang Yue's abilities, Your Highness? With such an unfathomable doctor by his side, the prince's life will be safe."

"Is it really so miraculous?"

"Hasn't Your Highness heard about Mrs. Zheng Guogong? It's no secret that the Crown Princess can be brought back to life. Coupled with the power of the Marquis of Liyang, the benefits of Prince Zhao marrying a man will definitely outweigh the disadvantages."

"What about alienating their relationship?"

"Think about it, Your Highness, Tang Yue is not a boudoir girl, and she has amazing medical skills, how could she be willing to guard the backyard? As long as he leaves the Prince's Mansion, the Prince and the Marquis of Liyang will surely become enemies, and the Prince will lose a support Not to mention, he has also made a new enemy, which will definitely be a big trouble for him."

"That's true, but are you sure that Tang Yue will abandon the prince and submit to a luthier?"

"A man, no matter what, will have a bloody side, as long as it is affected bit by bit, nothing is impossible." The old county king replied confidently.

"That's right, that Ziyu was trained by this king himself. If it wasn't for dealing with the prince, this king would be reluctant to part with this beauty. It's really cheap, that Tang Yue. When he falls into this king's hands, hum!" Wang Zizhao said viciously. Staring at the table, as if wanting to tear Tang Yue into pieces.

The corner of the old county king's mouth twitched. He really didn't like the narrow-minded look of the eldest prince. For a big event, what's the point of sacrificing one or two people?