marry a tyrant

"This year's New Year's Eve dinner, Aijia doesn't want to see those grasshoppers jumping up and down."

"Mother, the Empress Dowager doesn't like me very much. If this fails, my daughter might as well die."

In her nightmare, Song Rui, the mistress of the Ren family, saw the majestic and unquestionable face of the queen mother for a while, and saw the miserable appearance of her daughter who was the queen crying for a while.

Such a nightmare made her wake up and sat up on the bed. Song Rui was pale and sweating profusely. She covered her heart in pain and called the maid to pour tea.

"Help me up." Song Rui was just resting on the couch in the morning, but he didn't expect to have nightmares after only a few sticks of incense.

She couldn't delay any longer, the queen mother is not a vegetarian, so what if the Ren family has a queen, it's still in the hands of the queen mother.

"What is the second daughter-in-law doing?" Song Rui asked her most trusted Grandma Sun.

Grandma Sun said: "The second son's courtyard has been replaced, and our people have also been kicked out by the second madam."

"There is such a thing." Song Rui just remembered. At that time, he only thought it was the prince's temper. Now it seems that he may have expected something.

The eldest daughter-in-law Shao Qian took care of all the back house of the Ren family, and Song Rui had been the hands-off shopkeeper for a long time.

If you want the second son's daughter-in-law to die quietly in the back house, you must not hide it from Shao Qian. She is so smart, it is better to let her do it directly.

Song Rui quickly considered the pros and cons. This was a major matter for the Ren family, and Shao Qian could not refuse it. Besides, if it was revealed, it would be a sister-in-law killing each other.

Wan Mohong locked himself in the room for a whole day because he didn't know how to tie his hair, so when Ren Pingsheng returned to the room, he felt Wan Mohong's gaze as if he was about to kill someone.

"Where are you singing?" Ren Pingsheng asked, taking off his armor and looking at Wan Mohong's disheveled hair.

To be honest, Wan Mohong is indeed outstanding in appearance, with red lips and white teeth, and excellent bones, and now the appearance of long hair and shawls has a kind of indistinguishable beauty.

All beauties transcend gender, but Ren Pingsheng's word "beauty" may increase Wan Mohong's hatred towards him.

"Naturally, the song is 'Murder Your Husband'." Wan Mohong sneered, holding the hairpin in his hand, looking as if he was about to commit murder.

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, thinking about when he would provoke Wan Mohong again, when Wan Mohong raised his hand holding the hairpin, Ren Pingsheng grabbed his wrist.

"Ren Pingsheng, do you really think I'm going to kill you?" Wan Mohong sneered.

"Murdering your husband came out of your mouth." Ren Pingsheng replied.

Wan Mohong: "How can I, a man, kill you with a knife? A hairpin is neither painful nor itchy. Who do you look down upon?"

Ren Pingsheng continued to remove half of his armor and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

"You don't want the maidservant to serve me, then you tie my hair." Wan Mohong said angrily.

What was Ren Pingsheng still doing, he couldn't figure out why he would get angry about such a thing, but he thought that the ancients would be regarded as crazy if they spread out like this, so he didn't intend to speak back.

"I'm covered in dust, wait until I take a bath." As soon as he finished speaking, the servants prepared the bath water and were carried in by Wang Hu and Han Zhen.

Wan Mohong didn't like others disobeying him, so he stared at Ren Pingsheng unhappily with gloomy eyes.

Ren Pingsheng doesn't care whether he looks at it or not, it's not like he hasn't been to the big bathhouse before.

After Wang Hu and Han Zhen poured out the water, he began to take off his clothes and take a bath. Ren Pingsheng couldn't stand the smell of sweat and dust all day in the school grounds.

Although he used to work out in his previous life, he was still not as muscular as this Ren Pingsheng. He was powerful but not exaggerated. He was the kind of figure that men would envy.

Although the inside has been changed, the muscle memory is still there, so this month Ren Pingsheng quickly mastered martial arts and the previous Ren Pingsheng's routine.

He poured water from a ladle and doused his head, while Wan Mohong still stood in place behind him.

It's just that his eyes were no longer gloomy, and he became a little tangled. In this world, men from scholarly families rarely see each other naked.

Looking at Ren Pingsheng's body, Wan Mohong felt a strange sense of shyness. He turned around and sat on the chair uncomfortably, and said, "Come and tie my hair after washing, or you won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight."

After finishing speaking, Wan Mohong was sullen, the words just now were not too harsh, a bit unlike him.

Ren Pingsheng said "um" casually, put on his underwear after washing and walked over.

As soon as he got close to Wan Mohong, he could feel the moisture on his body, and even water dripped from his hair occasionally.

Ren Pingsheng picked up a hollow and carved jade comb, which obviously did not belong to his yard.

He learned to tie his hair on the seventh day in this era, because he was wary of this era and didn't like to touch maids.

Picking up a lock of Wan Mohong's hair, Ren Pingsheng combed it up. Wan Mohong didn't have the habit of looking in the mirror, but this time he looked at the bronze mirror several times, but he didn't know who he was looking at.

His hair was thick and smooth, Ren Pingsheng was very puzzled, logically speaking, there is no such thing as high-quality shampoo or hair care essential oil, it is really rare to be able to maintain the hair so well.

Difficult problems in human beings can often be attributed to genes, and Wan Mohong's hair is probably like this.

The hair is obviously not like the skin, and it will feel when touched by others, but during the process of Wan Mohong's hair, Wan Mohong felt extremely uncomfortable.

There were so many court ladies who tied his hair before, but none of them made Wan Mohong care.

He guessed that he probably hated Ren Pingsheng, Ren Pingsheng quickly combed his hair, a simple and capable bun, paired with a simple hair crown, considered decent.

"Okay." Ren Pingsheng said.

Wan Mohong looked in the mirror and got up and said, "Continue tomorrow."

"Do you really think I'm your maid who combs your hair?" Ren Pingsheng said speechlessly.

"What you do, you will naturally have to bear the consequences." Wan Mohong stared at him and said.

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a while and said: "Get up early tomorrow, and I will teach you to comb by yourself."

"My lord...what is my status, it is impossible to comb my hair." Wan Mohong retorted arrogantly, he would never do something like a maidservant.

Ren Pingsheng smirked and said: "You still have to listen to what the teacher says. If you don't learn, I won't comb it for you every day."

"What kind of teacher are you?" Ren Pingsheng frowned, his eyes were fierce.

"Love to learn but don't learn." Ren Pingsheng turned around and picked up a handkerchief to wipe his hair. Wan Mohong didn't study like he couldn't go out today, he would definitely compromise.

"Ren Pingsheng, you're bullying too much." Wan Mohong scolded, but Ren Pingsheng didn't care, since he's not a girlfriend, who would spoil a man.

When Ren Pingsheng woke up the next day, he also pulled Wan Mohong up, and Wan Mohong looked at Ren Pingsheng as if he was going to kill someone.

"Get up and learn to comb your hair." Ren Pingsheng was not threatened by his eyes like that, and it's not like he didn't think about being more obedient to Wan Mohong a few days ago.

After realizing that this was useless, Ren Pingsheng changed his strategy. He wanted to be roommates with Wan Mohong. When the right time came, he would take the opportunity to transfer to a border area, and then disappeared.

Even if Wan Mohong becomes the emperor in the future, he will only be the emperor of the Tianzhou Kingdom. He has left the Tianzhou Kingdom, so naturally he cannot be harmed.

After making such a decision, Ren Pingsheng's mentality improved a lot.

Wan Mohong's chest heaved a few times, as if he was about to have an attack, Ren Pingsheng said directly: "If you don't learn, then I will leave."

"Stop." Wan Mohong lifted the quilt and got out of bed. In just yesterday, he had passively put on his shoes and changed his clothes.

After doing all this, Wan Mohong threw the comb to Ren Pingsheng, and Ren Pingsheng demonstrated it to him first.

Then he untied Wan Mohong's hair and let him do it by himself. Wan Mohong didn't speak the whole time, and did as he wanted.

He was originally a smart prince, he learned things quickly, and he was able to take care of his hair in less than half an hour.

"You have left the teacher, I'm leaving." Ren Pingsheng turned around after finishing speaking.

At this time, he heard Wan Mohong say from behind: "Ren Pingsheng, if one day I still have a chance to become emperor, you will definitely regret what you did today."

Ren Pingsheng spread his hands and turned to look at Wan Mohong. Sometimes he really didn't understand how this man could be so generous.

"Wait until the day you come and threaten me again." After saying that, Ren Pingsheng left gracefully.

Wan Mohong took a deep breath, kicked the stool away, even if he wanted to be patient, the prince's temper was not easy to change since childhood.

This day can be regarded as peaceful, but in the afternoon, Ren Ping did not come back because of something in the camp.

Song Rui actually asked Wan Mohong to go to the compound for dinner. Of course, he also called the eldest daughter-in-law Shao Qian and the unmarried daughters of the Ren family.

"Does she really think I'm a woman from the back house?" Wan Mohong's expression darkened when he heard the news.

It was Grandma Sun who came to deliver the letter. She was not surprised at all when she heard this, she just said respectfully: "The old lady wants to be more lively, it's all out of kindness, and I hope the second lady appreciates it."

"Are you old and dizzy? You can't tell whether I am a man or a woman. If I eat with all the women, whose reputation will I ruin?" Wan Mohong doesn't care about reputation, he just doesn't care about it.

You can't be soft, you can only be hard, Grandma Sun said coldly: "You are so disrespectful to the elders, the old lady can't control you, when the time comes, I can only find someone who is qualified to control you."

What she said made Wan Mohong stand up immediately, Wan Mohong approached her and said: "Old godly woman, don't be shameless."

"You..." Grandma Sun is an old man of the Sun family. Watching the children of the Sun family grow up, their status is unusual. Even young masters and girls should respect him when they see him. So what if Wan Mohong was the prince before, no one knows What is his situation now.

"If you want to say that, then I can only tell the old lady the truth." Nanny Sun left angrily, and went to Song Rui's courtyard to tell her what Wan Mohong said word by word.

Song Rui and Shao Qian beside him were not surprised, Song Rui just looked at Shao Qian and asked, "If he doesn't come, how can we plan?"

Shao Qian smiled and said respectfully: "Mother, he saved us a lot of energy if he didn't come. If he is so disrespectful, he should be punished and kneel in the ancestral hall."

"Kneeling in the ancestral hall won't kill anyone." Song Rui said with a frown.

Shao Qian leaned over and whispered, Song Rui's complexion gradually brightened, and he said to Nanny Sun: "Speaking disrespectfully, disobeying the elders, let him go to the ancestral hall to kneel all night, if he doesn't go, the old man will go to the palace to report to the Queen Mother."

Grandma Sun immediately agreed as soon as she heard it. After she left, Song Rui looked at Shao Qian and asked, "Is this method feasible?"

"Unbeknownst to anyone, this delicate prince may not understand things that ordinary people understand." Shao Qian's vermilion lips moved, her appearance was clearly kind, but there was a hint of malice.

[The author has something to say]: Due to my own lack of living ability