Hard to be a good wife

Four years later, in the Prince's Mansion, midsummer.

A figure ran out from the backyard of the Prince's Mansion, knocked down many people, and hurried out of the gate.

Not far behind him, a boy with a double bun chased after him and shouted loudly: "Uncle Chun, wait for me..."

The servants who just got up from the ground knelt down and saluted, and didn't get up until the two of them ran away.

"Young master must have been bullied by the young master again, you see he runs faster than a rabbit."

"That's not necessarily the case, maybe he was bullied by General Wang. Since General Wang was promoted to an official position, he is now on an equal footing with Young Master."

"Speaking of General Wang, City Lord Yuxin seems to have sent someone to deliver a letter the day before yesterday. Someone said that General Wang is going back soon."

"Are you going back to take over the position of the city lord? Speaking of which, General Wang is not young anymore, he is in his twenties. He has not married a wife at this age, so the old city lord must be in a hurry."

"Can you not be in a hurry? The old city lord is just such a son-in-law who has not been around all year round. If he didn't trust His Royal Highness, how could General Wang stay by His Highness's side for so many years?"

Wang Dingjun was lying on the roof, listening to the whispers of the servants, even though it was about his own business, he didn't intend to stop them.

They were right, his father did send a letter asking him to go back, and he received several such letters every year, so he didn't take it seriously until someone told him that City Lord Yuxin had been injured a few days ago and had been If it doesn't get better, I'm afraid I will die soon.

He seemed to have no reason to stay here anymore.

Thinking of the person who ran out just now, Wang Dingjun felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.

Over the years, he and Zhang Chun bumped into each other, made noises, plotted against each other, and mocked each other. From outsiders' perspective, they were the most difficult enemies to deal with, but he knew in his heart that this person was becoming more and more important to him.

Thinking of his expression yesterday when he heard that he was going to leave, Wang Dingjun felt that something different had grown up and troubled him.

Jumping down from the roof, ignoring the boys who were turned pale by his fright, Wang Dingjun patted his ass to find Prince Zhao. Before leaving, he still had a lot of things to do.

As soon as he reached the door of the study, Wang Dingjun was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when he heard soft groans coming from inside the room.

Although he didn't marry a wife, he knew everything he needed to know, so he naturally knew what was going on inside, but when he thought that His Royal Highness, who was usually calm and calm, would be in a place like the study, he couldn't help but prostitute himself during the day, so he inexplicably want to laugh.

Four years have passed, and when outsiders thought that the relationship between His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess would become weaker and weaker, the two were still singing in harmony.

In the study, Tang Yue also heard footsteps outside, and pushed Prince Zhao: "Someone is here."

"It's okay, they dare not come in." Prince Zhao lowered his head and kissed Tang Yue's lips, not to distract him.

Tang Yue stretched out his ears to pay close attention to the movement outside the door. He didn't hear anyone knocking on the door for a long time. He thought that the other party really didn't dare to come in.

This is not good news. It obviously means that the other party has heard the voice in the room. Can you think of what the two of them are doing here?

Tang Yue wanted to cry without tears, so he bit Prince Zhao hard, how could he go out to meet people?

I blame myself for kissing Prince Zhao in the study on a whim, and it became like this after kissing and kissing.

After the passion was over, Tang Yue quickly put on his clothes and left Prince Zhao's lap, ignoring the resentful eyes of the other party, "Cough, I'll go see what I have for lunch today." After speaking, he wiped his red and swollen lips and left.

He hesitated when he opened the door, first he stretched out his head to see if there was anyone in the yard, the yard was always guarded by secret guards, but no matter how busy the Crown Prince Zhao and the Crown Princess were with their private affairs, they naturally withdrew, and it was quiet .

After making sure there was no one there, Tang Yue strode out and drifted away like a gust of wind.

Prince Zhao tidied up the study, and said to the air: "Go and call Wang Dingjun."

His hearing is much more sensitive than Tang Yue's, and he can tell who is looking for him from the footsteps just now, but he will definitely not let Tang Yue know about it.

Wang Dingjun came very quickly, and he didn't go far. He came after seeing Tang Yue go out, looked at his immediate boss with a thief, and teased: "Your Highness is so elegant!"

Prince Zhao continued to remain expressionless, took out a document from the drawer and threw it to him, "You can go back in three days, I will give you half a year to win the position of the city lord of Yuxin City, here are your concubine brothers information, but I think that your biggest opponent is not them, but your second uncle."

Wang Dingjun's eyes were fixed, and his expression became cold. He will leave Yuxin City and come to Prince Zhao's side. Starting from a small bodyguard, he will not only be loyal to Prince Zhao.

Just like every aristocratic family has a dispute between the concubine and the concubine, their royal family also has it, but his father is better than the Duke of Zhen, and he doesn't favor any concubine, just treats them equally.

Such a result led to day-to-day fighting in the backyard of the entire palace. Wang Dingjun was tired of seeing women playing tricks, so he ran away angrily.

But his second uncle mentioned by His Royal Highness... Wang Dingjun's eyes were gloomy. In his impression, this second uncle was a gentle and harmless good man.

He will not doubt the judgment of His Royal Highness, so after going back this time, he will get to know his good second uncle again.

"Your Highness, can my subordinate take Zhongyonghou away?" Wang Dingjun hesitated for a while, but still spoke his mind.

Prince Zhao frowned, and looked at him with a strange look, "Do you like that kid?"

Wang Dingjun was heartbroken, why did His Highness look like "your eyes were pecked by geese"?

"Ahem, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that the young master is smart and smart, so maybe he can help."

"In terms of wit and cleverness, I don't think he can compare to you." Prince Zhao's impression of Zhang Chun is not very good. In his eyes, that guy is a scoundrel, a local ruffian, loves to play tricks, loves life and fears death, loves vanity, etc. , he can count a lot of shortcomings.

Zhang Chun, who was walking on the street, sneezed and said to himself: Who is scolding me?

If he knows that he is such an unbearable person in Prince Zhao's eyes, he must appeal and sue him for defamation!

Don't think he doesn't know, isn't he just jealous that he and Tang Yue are close and can chat?

I remember one time, Zhang Chun and Tang Yue chatted about a big star in modern times, that star happened to be Tang Yue's favorite star, and the only one, and Zhang Chun happened to have the honor to work with that star and the crew.

At that time, the atmosphere was harmonious. The two of them were dancing happily while chatting happily. They didn't even notice that Prince Zhao entered.

For a long time after that, Prince Zhao looked at Zhang Chun as if he was looking at an adulterer.

Closer to home, after Prince Zhao had despised Zhang Chun's character, he said to Wang Dingjun: "If you can take him away, I will wish for it!" It's best not to come back when you leave!

Wang Dingjun smiled, knowing that the first step has been successful, but this is only the simplest step, the second step and the third step are not so easy.

In order to successfully take Zhang Chun away, the Crown Princess must agree, and most importantly, he must agree.

Zhang Chun's business has spread all over the retail, catering, and entertainment industries, and he is currently planning to build his first clothing store. It is not so easy to poach him.

Zhang Chun sneezed two more times and touched his nose, "How come someone misses me now?"

The little tail behind him heard him talking to himself, and said loudly: "Little Daddy must be thinking about you!"

Zhang Chun hurriedly turned around and covered his mouth, "My little ancestor, don't talk nonsense, let your father know, why don't you hack me to death?"

Little Luoluo pulled away his hand, looked at him with threatening eyes, and whispered: "Don't think that I don't remember things when I'm young. Once, I saw Uncle Chun kiss my little daddy...don't deny it, I still remember that you were wearing a sky blue dress with a white jade hairpin on your head." Of course Zhang Chun didn't remember this, but he thought it might be true, he and Tang Yue are both modern people It's normal to kiss and hug, but if Prince Zhao finds out, just thinking about the consequences will make him shudder.

"Little ancestor, what do you want, tell me, I lost to you." Zhang Chun nodded his forehead, slandering: Obviously not born to those two people, why is the cunning of this stinky brat exactly the same as that of Prince Zhao?

Don't underestimate that he's only five years old, he's a big kid, he even knows a little bit about adults.

For a while, Zhang Chun even suspected that he was also a time traveler, with an adult soul living in his young body, but after a period of observation, he rejected this point of view.

Little Luoluo smiled triumphantly, "Very good! I saw a book in your room yesterday, with a blue cover."

Zhang Chun was shocked, and quickly shook his head: "You remember wrongly, there is no such book." Are you kidding me?

"Don't deny it, I saw it, it's under your pillow."

"Little ancestor, that's not something you can see, and you can't understand it."

"Who said that? If you don't understand, you can learn. My little dad taught me. If you don't understand, you have to ask. If you don't understand, you have to learn. I am a good boy who is diligent and studious!"

"..." Zhang Chun was already in a mess. He really wanted to open his head to see what was growing inside. How did Tang Yue teach such a perverted son?