Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

"Have you taken a fancy to this kid?" Ion Yuan frowned displeasedly.

This inexplicable jealousy stunned Tang Anle, "Why don't you like it? Don't you think he looks like you? How about we take him back to the house?"

Ion Yuan looked at the upright young man standing beside the horse. Although he was downcast, he still couldn't hide his arrogance. His appearance was hard to see when he rolled through the sand, but his slightly raised phoenix eyes looked quite like him. ... but ragged and dirty.

"...This general looks so ugly in your eyes?"

"..." Tang Anle was speechless for a moment, but he didn't know that this person was flirting when the conversation fell on others.

Yi Yunqu walked over with a dark face, and looked up and down the young man with flirtatious eyes, thinking that this young man's courage was extraordinary, "Why don't you come with me? Where did you come from? What's your name? What? Appeared in this hunting place?"

Tang Anle pricked up his ears and wanted to know, he remembered reading the biographies of the characters in the original book, and there was no unknown boy in it.

"I don't know." The boy's voice was hoarse, and he spoke concisely. This boy didn't seem to like talking.

Mu Shaohong also drove his horse over, looked at the young man and explained, "This young man belongs to the prince of the Eastern Palace. He may be a child left behind by a concubine from the former Leng Palace. He was kept in a small pen in the deep palace. The prince forced him to come."

Ion Yuan's eyes flashed.

"Are you still going back to the East Palace?" Mu Shaohong asked suddenly.

"I want to go with them." The young man stubbornly looked at Ion Yuan and Tang Anle.

"Ion Yuan, do you want a son?" Tang Anle asked in a low voice.

"Can you give birth to me?" Ion Yuan also had a leisurely gag at the moment, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

If I could give birth, I would have given you a hundred and eighty children!

Tang Anle took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger that was about to spurt out of his heart, smiled and pointed at the young man beside the horse, "Ion Yuan, you are not young, this child is just right for you to be your son, what do you think?"

Mu Shaofu answered immediately, "General Li, if you want to raise this young man intentionally, I will make an order to bring this young man to your house."

Yi Yunqu was watching the show, folded his hands on his chest, and curled his mouth slightly, "I thought this kid was a powerful one, take him back to raise him, and become a general or something in the future, but I didn't expect you to be the first one, okay, This child is just right for you to raise."

The words were crooked, and it became that Ion Yuan wanted to bring the young man back to his mansion to raise him.

"...then come back home with me," after thinking about it, Ion Yuan leaned down, stretched out his hand in front of the young man, and signaled him to get on the horse.

The boy's eyes lit up, and his thin palm was put on Ion Yuan's hand, and Ion Yuan used his skill to pull him onto the horse, and sat behind him.

Tang Anle thought happily that he could be a father too.

After the matter was settled, several people drove their horses to the camp at the foot of the mountain.

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In the most spacious and gorgeous tent in the camp, there was the sound of crackling and falling objects, kneeling under the trembling imperial doctors, and standing on one side was the prime minister, whose face was sinking like water.

"Trash! They're all trash! The crown prince is stupid? Who said that?!" Empress Dowager Mu couldn't maintain her usual kindness, and swept away the things in front of the desk in front of her.

"Who let the prince out of the camp and let him sneak into the hunting ground!" Panting, Queen Mother Mu sat back on the chair, with a dark expression on her face, looking at the group of people walking on thin ice below.

"Return, return to the empress dowager, His Highness the crown prince left the camp privately without telling the servants..." A person dressed as a court lady lowered her head and said tremblingly.

"Trash, you can't even look down on the prince! The prince's stupidity can't be cured, and you are all dead!" Empress Dowager Mu clutched the armrest tightly with her armored fingers, and her brows became more angry.

"Get off! All those who took care of the prince before will be pulled down and beheaded!"

A group of people exited the tent in a panic, and several court ladies who begged for mercy were dragged away with their mouths covered before they had a chance to speak out.

The ground inside the tent was in a mess, and the standing prime minister frowned, and after sweeping the broken object lightly, he said in a deep voice, "The prince is stupid, it's not a coincidence."

Then the prince was really greedy for novelty, and in order to prove himself by hunting animals, he dragged a team of guards forward.

"Coincidence? Even if it is, the crown prince has already been abolished, and the one who has lost the most chips in his hand. If he can't be cured, how can the throne plan?" Empress Dowager Mu's tone was not kind, clearly showing her ambition to everyone.

This prince is obviously the grandson of the empress dowager, but there is no hint of sadness in his words.

"The minister will find a famous doctor in the world to heal the prince. The prince was frightened and he will be cured. There is no other way now." Tang Hou said with a stern face.

"The prince needs to be cured." The Empress Dowager Mu seemed to have calmed down, she frowned and said softly, "Ion Yuan and his party are really fateful. If we fail to kill him this trip, it will become a serious problem in the future."

"Now there is not only Ion Yuan, but also...the emperor." Tang Houli's face was serious, and there was something strange about the emperor's Ion Yuan going together on this trip.

"Mu Shaohong...Your Majesty, don't worry. His life is not long. How long he will live depends on my will. Now you just need to find a famous doctor to cure the prince." , already planning other plans in his mind.

"Yes, the minister has retreated first." Tang Houli's face remained unchanged, and he turned and left the camp.

Gray clouds gathered in the sky and slowly moved towards the mountain. Tang Hou Li squinted at the sky, his eyes were complicated, and the little prince's mad shouts in the tent faintly sounded in his ears.

After a long sigh, Tang Houli turned and left.

In Ion Yuan's camp, after Tang Anle applied medicine to the wound, she sat on the edge of the bed with her shoulders open, waiting for Ion Yuan to bring the young man who was taken to bathe and change.

Suddenly, the curtain of the camp tent was lifted, and Ion Yuan walked in with a breeze under his feet, followed by a young man who washed and wiped clean.

Ion Yuan walked straight towards Tang Anle who was beside the bed, saw the person coming out with white shoulders exposed, his eyes flashed, and then thought of a half-sized bastard following behind him, so he quickly pulled the coat aside to cover Tang Anle strict.

"Oh, I can't see people clearly when you're like this," Tang Anle pulled off his coat a little.

"A married man, his clothes are disheveled, how decent is he?" Ion Yuan stood in front of him, deliberately preventing him from seeing the little bastard who was washed behind him.

"It's hard to get dressed with the medicine on... Oh, get out of the way, I can't see anyone anymore," Tang Anle pulled him away, and tilted his head to look at the quiet young man who barely made a sound.

How dare this little man treat him like this?Ion, who was pulled away, looked displeased.

Cleaned up and well dressed, the young man was completely different from the savage young man who just fought a tiger in the deep forest. His clean and thin face, and his cold expression of pursing his lips and not speaking was a replica of Ion Yuan.