Domineering Prince and Pretty Butler

01

King Jing's fief has been very lively recently.

Since the last time the princess was hanged in the city gate, it was the first time that it was so lively again, and there was no other reason.

The little heir of King Jing's Mansion is about to turn one year old, and the mansion held a three-day water feast, even the city gates and buildings were decorated with lights and festoons, to make the people of the whole city happy together.

For this important event, there has been an endless stream of high-ranking officials and dignitaries coming and going recently, and the ordinary people are dazzled by the sight of the fragrant cars and BMWs.

It's just that some small mistakes are inevitable in this busy schedule.

In the midst of people coming and going, a small child got separated from his family for some reason, standing alone in the middle of the road and crying loudly, even the gate of the city was wide open, and a group of gold silk cloud-topped carriages came in, which was not easy to see I don't know how to avoid it either.

The eight big horses pulling the cart are all fat and strong. If they hit the little baby, they would break the little bones to pieces.

"Woo!" Fortunately, there was no danger, the carriage stopped a few feet away from the child, the brocade curtain was pulled open, and a young man with a round face and round eyes came down.

He was also wearing the best brocade, but there was no trace of arrogance on his face.

He got out of the carriage, ignoring the prying of the surrounding people, squatted down in front of the child, and asked.

"Child, why are you crying?"

The little boy looked at him left and right for a long time, and also thought he was cute, sobbing and crying that he couldn't find his father.

The young man picked him up and bought a bunch of candied haws from a nearby peddler, and then entrusted a guard to take the child home.

After placing the baby, he went back to the carriage, and just as he stepped in, he heard the man on the main seat snorting coldly.

"Mother-in-law, it's been so long to do something big!"

This man was dressed in an indigo python robe, and he was sitting sternly. He obviously looked heroic, but his mouth was not clean, it was an insult to gentleness.

Fortunately, the round-faced young man has long been accustomed to it. When he smiles, his round eyes are like two crescent moons, looking amiable and cute, and he confessed.

"My lord, you are young, I am young, and you are young. It is also the lord who loves the people like a child, and the young ones can do this."

"Hmph!" The prince glanced at him, but he snorted coldly and did not attack, "The matter has been settled, why don't you leave quickly! Procrastinate."

"Yes." The young man raised the curtain and told the coachman, "Go quickly to Prince Jing's Mansion."

King Jing, the younger brother of the great Buddha, is here!

Don't say hello yet!

02

"King Yong is here!"

Today's Jingwang Mansion has a big Buddha.

"Hurry up, my lord, please."

The clever little servant is bowing his waist to greet the distinguished guests.

"Our masters are all in the backyard, waiting for you for a long time!"

King Yong kept silent with a stinky face, and the round-faced young man who had been with him hurriedly came out to say hello, and took out a brocade purse from his sleeve, handed it to the servant who received them, and complimented him.

"Thank you, sir. This is a wish from my lord, please accept it."

He was full of smiles, and he took care of everything. Even though his lord's face was as stinky as that of Lord Yan's, he still calmed people's hearts.

The servant of Jingwang's family happily accepted it, and the two praised each other again.

Yong Wang Liangliang took a look at these two people, snorted coldly, and was about to speak sarcastically when he was touched and stepped on by the round-faced young man. The prince curled his lips and swallowed the words, revealing a trace of resentment from the crack in his mouth .

"...can act."

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King Yong's eldest brother, King Jing, was also a murderer back then, and had a reputation for being sinister and ruthless. He failed to get engaged several times, and later got married after begging for nothing. At that time, everyone said that King Jing had such a temper. In two years, the daughter-in-law had to be chopped off.

Who would have imagined that Wang Jing and Concubine Jing would see Mung Dou as the bastard, and they fell in love with each other to death.

Not only did the baby give birth to two children, but he also staged a big drama about real and fake princesses hanging on the walls and doors, which not only fascinated the people in the fief, but also made him famous, even the prince Yong's fief heard about it. The team has filmed several scenes.

However, King Yong really couldn't believe that his sinister and cunning brother could really change his personality for a brother.

Today Yong Wang came from afar to congratulate his nephew's first birthday, one is to congratulate, and the other is to find out the reality of his brother.

"His Royal Highness, welcome at a loss."

Just after entering the backyard, a handsome brother stepped out of the threshold holding a tiger-headed cub.

He looked beautiful and moving, and when he appeared, he seemed to be surrounded by flowers.

King Yong raised his eyebrows, and as expected, he saw his elder brother following closely behind, with a defensive appearance, which was very embarrassing.

"This is His Royal Highness Xiao Shizi!" The round-faced young man praised first, "With such big eyes and thick eyebrows at such a young age, he will definitely accomplish a lot in the future!"

It's a pity that his prince was very disruptive, he not only snorted coldly, but also mocked in public.

"The hair hasn't even grown yet, it can be seen that it's an egg."

The round-faced young man and Concubine Jing were speechless together, they could only look at each other and smile awkwardly.

Not to be outdone, His Royal Highness King Jing spoke out.

"My dear brother, why do you say this? I'm afraid it's because I've been alone for too long, and the imbalance in my body hurts my brain."

It's very brotherly and respectful.

03

King Jing and King Yong are the twin youngest sons of the current Empress Dowager and the late Emperor, and the younger brothers of the current Emperor, the legitimate nobles of heaven, under one person, above ten thousand people.

King Jing was born at the time when King Yong had a cup of tea, and since he was born to build the mansion of the king, these two brothers can be said to be Meng Bulijiao, but they show their closeness differently from the people around them. These two princes have loved to tear down each other since childhood. They sued each other when they were in Taixue, and it is not much better today.

"Brother Yu's words are wrong." Yongwang's words and sentences are quite meaningful, "A good man has ambitions everywhere, how can he be easily entangled by his son and daughter's affection."

Concubine Jing almost laughed out loud, but as expected, she saw her man with veins on his forehead, and replied with a gritted teeth look.

"My younger brother is stupid." It is rare for King Jing to be so angry, "How can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house, my younger brother is inseparable now, I'm afraid I still can't understand the beauty of it."

That's right, just like King Jing, who had a fierce reputation and made a kiss with Huang once, His Royal Highness King Yong is also unwanted.

He had previously engaged in three marriages, and all of the fiancées had problems.

The first time he died of illness, the second time he drowned, and finally the third time he was not sick or disaster, but the other party became a monk.

The news of King Yong's order to forcefully restrain his wife spread like this. Everyone would rather believe it than believe it, but any marriageable family with a good family background dared not think about marrying Yongwang's mansion again.

Sure enough, His Royal Highness Prince Yong's expression changed immediately after being poked at the sore spot.

"Tang Jingwen!"

At the critical moment, Concubine Jing broke the deadlock by calling King Jing by his name.

King Jing was discouraged all of a sudden, and turned around to talk back unhappy.

"What is Aifei doing?"

"Our glutinous rice balls are about to go to school, hurry up and pick him up."

Tang Yuan is the eldest son of King Jing, and the younger brother carved with jade.Now I am just over seven years old, and I have to learn to read and write with my husband every day.

Only then did King Jing put down his banners and drums, resigned and condescended to pick up the child.

As soon as King Jing left, King Yong was no longer aggressive like a cockfighting cock, and Princess Jing still greeted him with Xiao Shizi in her arms.

"Come on, baby, recognize someone, this is your uncle emperor."

Xiaoshizi's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he smiled brightly at the cold-faced Yongwang, revealing a small pink mouth with only two petals of tender teeth, and stretched his little arms happily.

"Ouch." The round-faced young man who had been keeping silent all this time as the background board smiled and said, "Little son is so bold, I want you to hug me, my lord."

Princess Jing also said.

"Your Highness, would you like to give Qiqi a hug?"

What's going on with both of these!

King Yong hugged the powdered dumpling with his arms stiff, but his iron arm, which he used to casually draw a bow and shoot arrows to chop off people's heads, trembled slightly.

Damn, it's so soft, it won't hurt him.

King Yong stiffened.

04

Even if it's a child's birthday party, the banquet in King Jing's Mansion is big enough.

There was an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate him, and as the most honored uncle of the young prince, King Yong and his party were arranged to rest in a separate courtyard.

His own brother is weak and only takes a scoop to drink. The real masters of Nuo Da's palace are only him, the princess and two cubs. There are so many vacant courtyards that it is easy to allocate a place for Yongwang to live temporarily.

However, the idle courtyard is a bit empty after all, even if Prince Jing's Mansion had sent someone to clean it in advance, there was nothing wrong with it.

However, King Yong marched and fought when he was young, and he never lived in a kiln with broken tiles.

But he was not destined to enjoy it that way.

"My lord, please lift your foot."

King Yong frowned.

"My lord, please get up."

King Yong is speechless

"My lord, please don't block the door."

King Yong stood up!

"Sugar taro!"

The little spinning top that had been busy stood still.

"Grandpa?"

Tang Taro is actually not called Tang Taro. He entered the palace ten years ago. After signing the deed of sale, he could not be called Tang by his original name and follow the surname of the master. Because there was a word jade in his original name, he took it as Tang. Yu, but who told Yong Wang, a big bastard, to act recklessly and insist on shouting like taro taro.

"Can't you calm down?" Yong Wang frowned a big "Sichuan", "It's been half a month of running around, aren't you tired?"

"If you go back to the Lord, the residence arranged by His Royal Highness King Jing is good. But the small one needs to be dusted and cleaned to be at ease." Tang Yu said and was about to carry the big red wooden box that was temporarily placed in the courtyard.

"You want to hurt yourself, and then sue this king for being a mean servant?" Yong Wang scolded people angrily, "Where is the vision of you slaves? Is this the work of the housekeeper!"

The servants who watched from a distance and dared not hurry rushed up, so Tang Yu butler could only sit and drink tea with the prince.

Tang Yu looked well-behaved, and at first glance he was an obedient sweet taro. Only King Yong knew how sticky this little guy was.

"Father."

Tang Yu smiled and blinked at King Yong.

"Fart your fart."

Tang Yu was used to being teased, so he continued to babble.

"My lord and His Royal Highness King Jing are twins, so there must be something in common!" Tang Yu's almond-shaped eyes rolled around, "Now His Highness King Jing and the concubine are singing in harmony. It must be a good time for Grandpa to observe and learn. You must know that next month, the matter of selecting concubines for Grandpa Zhang Luo will be done..."

"The dog takes the mouse."

The corner of Tang Yu's mouth twitched, and he took a sip of hot tea while holding the teacup.

"I'm also thinking about my grandpa's lifelong event."

I don't know what's good or bad, hum.

05

Jingwang Mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, even Tang Yu, who has been managing Yongwang Mansion for several years, feels very attentive when seeing him.

At the family dinner tonight, Prince Yong and his brother continued to hurt each other as soon as they met. Concubine Jing and Tang Yu had nothing to do with the two of them, so they simply let them mess around and gossip about themselves.

"Princess, you really have ingenuity, no wonder even His Highness King Jing's hundred steelmaking has become soft under your hands."

"You can really talk, I like your temperament." Concubine Jing has always been carefree and unconventional, "If you want me to say, don't call me Wangfei, just call me Xiaoan. How should I call you?"

"The little one will go beyond." Tang Yu has an obedient personality, and he is not a person who follows the rules. He became a little more casual when he met Princess Jing at first sight. Just look at the name."

"You look much younger than me." Concubine Jing's stunning face revealed a sly look, "How old are you? How well did you do in Yongwang's Mansion? Let me say that our Jingwang's Mansion is just the right place." When you need to employ someone, or else I will discuss with the prince to bring you over, how about you stay in our house?"

"You have broken Tang Yu. I have been with my master since the [-]th year when the prince established the mansion, and it has been almost ten years now. The prince's great kindness can never be repaid. The younger one has already signed a death contract. If it weren't for the prince's golden words, we Duan Duan must not leave." Tang Yu subconsciously glanced at King Yong, saw that the other party was still drinking with his brother, recovered and smiled, "But in my humble opinion, there are so many talents in Prince Jing's Mansion, and I'm one more Not much, I am a lot less, and you don't need me, Wangfei."

"You are so interesting."

Concubine Jing curled her lips into a smile, and toasted him a glass of wine without distinction, Tang Yu was so frightened that she quickly drank it down.

"To tell you the truth..." Concubine Jing said mysteriously, "I knew a little bit of the art of qi and yellow since I was a child, and Mr. Xiao is actually the same as me - he is a brother."

The kind of guy who can give birth to cubs.

06

In their world, apart from men and women, there are brothers who can conceive children.

Brother is generally much weaker than men, not to mention shorter in stature, and more delicate and soft in appearance.

But there are exceptions, there are always men who are more powerful than men and men who are more beautiful than men, so in most cases, people can distinguish between men and brothers by the red moles on the skin.

Most of the red moles are born in conspicuous places, and it is easy to distinguish the difference.

Just like Concubine Jing's red mole was born on the knuckle of her left finger, it looks like an agate ring at a glance.

But Tang Yu couldn't see it. On his face and hands, all the exposed skin was clean, not even a mole, let alone the red mole that represented his brother's identity.

But when Tang Yu heard what Princess Jing said, he was stunned for a moment in his first reaction, and then he recovered and said with a smile.

"You are joking."

"Oh—" Princess Jing elongated her voice, then nodded solemnly, "His Royal Highness Yongwang doesn't know."

Tang Yu froze immediately.

Fortunately, Princess Jing was not persistent, so she quickly changed the topic and chatted elsewhere.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to be so good at taking care of children!" Princess Jing was full of praise for Tang Yu, "I didn't expect you to understand this at such a young age."

"Little Fubo, my parents passed away early, and I left a younger brother to take care of me, so I got to know a little better... It's all a family story, and it's not elegant."

Concubine Jing sighed repeatedly: "You really don't want to stay in my Prince Jing's mansion? Our prince can ask for your deed of sale, and from now on you will not be a slave, but just an ordinary person."

Tang Yu's bright eyes couldn't help flickering for a moment, he glanced sideways at Yong Wang, who was drinking heavily, and finally thanked him.

"Thank you, princess, for your kindness. Tang doesn't dare to be that."

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"Taro!"

After the banquet was over, Yong Wang, who lost the wine fight with his brother, was crookedly carried back to the yard by Tang Yu.

He was already tall and tall, and Tang Yu struggled under the pressure. He was about to bend his waist with every step and three folds.

Tang Yu didn't have the proper etiquette to face King Concubine King Yong, and even yelled at his superiors.

"what!"

"Just now at the dinner table, what have you been talking about with my brother and his wife?" Yong Wang was thrown on the bed, still full of inquiry, "You chatted endlessly, and you didn't give me a single look, you are so courageous. "

Tang Yu unbuttoned King Yong's gold silk coat while talking to him.

"The princess likes the little one's ability, and wants to dig out the little one to stay here to work."

"Damn it, I knew it!" King Yong kicked his boots eight feet away angrily, "You fucking attract me every day, I'm so pissed off!"

Tang Yu didn't feel scared at all, and the old god was still fetching water and twisting the handkerchief to wipe King Yong's face and hands.

"I won't let you go, so you can't go. Did you hear... eh!"

King Yong's face was covered with a veil.

"Go to sleep, Grandpa."

Tang Yu smiled maliciously, and passed by like the stars in the sky.

Big boss.

07

King Yong stayed in Prince Jing's mansion for nearly a month. Although the two brothers faced each other day and night, one of them refused to see off the guests and the other refused to resign. It was not until the first snow fell that King Yong asked Tang Yu to arrange it. It's about going home.

Today, King Yong had another martial arts sparring with his brother. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Tang Yu standing in the yard with a serious face, counting boxes after boxes.

"Are you ready?"

Tang Yu, who heard King Yong's question, quickly put down the list as long as the foot wrap in his hand, and turned to meet him.

"My lord is back." Tang Yu took the long sword in King Yong's hand and led him into the house, "The hot water is ready, you can take it easy, the meal will be ready soon."

Tang Yu had been standing in the courtyard before, his face flushed from the cold, King Yong glanced at him, and pinched his cheek.

Tang Yu shrank her neck subconsciously when her hot palm touched her icy cheek.

"Grandpa, can you do..."

King Yong moved his face in his hand and opened his mouth.

"Stupid."

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As a servant who has been with Prince Yong for ten years, what Tang Yu has to do day and night is to serve the prince's basic necessities of life, bathing and changing clothes, of course he cannot shirk it.

King Yong has always had a bad temper. His brother praised him since he was a child that he is as smelly and hard as the stones in the hut. Only when he is taking a bath can he relax.

Tang Yu had already figured out the prince's temperament, and would always choose such a time to ask the prince to make a decision on small things, which would often lead to better results.

"This time His Royal Highness and the princess have prepared sixteen carts of gifts for us to bring back to the fief. I think there are a lot of good materials in them. How do you distribute them after you see them back? Should I put them in the warehouse first or make a few sets before the end of the year?" Spring and summer clothes..."

"I want him to send..."

King Yong frowned and looked a little displeased. When he came, he brought ten carts of congratulatory gifts, and when he returned, he earned six carts with principal and interest, so he was unhappy.

"The brotherhood between His Royal Highness King Jing and the Lord, the little one is also touched by it." Tang Yu carefully put soap on the loofah, while observing the face of Yongwang, "If the little one has a Brother, I think about stuffing me with good things every day, I don't know how happy I should be."

King Yong snorted, but his complexion improved a lot.

Tang Yu rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his back. King Yong was as skilled in martial arts as his nickname Tang Jingwu. He was tall and strong, and he was known as a killer on the battlefield back then.But the general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned after ten years. No matter how brave King Yong was, he also suffered many scars on his body.

Every time Tang Yu saw these mottled scars, his eyes would turn sore, and he was careful with his hands, deliberately avoiding the old wounds on his back.

"Where's the cat scratching?" Yong Wang turned his head and yelled at the person, "You're so cold, you haven't eaten enough."

Tang Yu paused.

rub you to death!

08

On the day of the return journey, the first snow melted and the sky was clear.

The unhappy King Jing took the princess and the two cubs all the way to the gate of the city.

"Your Majesty, Madam, there is no need to send them off anymore." Tang Yu spoke on behalf of his master, "It's still cold even though it's a big day, and your two little highnesses can't stand the cold."

"Go back, go back." Yong Wang waved his hands impatiently, "Don't send them off here, it's not a playbook."

"You left today, and this king is in such a mood that I don't care about you." King Jing followed suit very naively, "When we meet next time, don't be a lonely family. You are good at your age and don't have children. I will see what happens to you in the future." The concubine is also alone in her boudoir... hmmm."

King Jing was stared at by the princess and quickly shut up, letting the princess play

"Go slowly, my lord. I hope that next time we meet, we can drink your wedding wine, my lord!"

The bad-tempered Yong Wang was still polite to his sister-in-law, and didn't pay attention to his brother's nonsense, and said with his hands clasped.

"Farewell."

Tang Yu followed suit.

"My lord, my concubine, my little highnesses, the little ones are also leaving."

The team of Yongwang and his party gradually drifted away, and Jingwang's family was still standing on the gate tower to watch them go away.

"My lord, I can't bear to part with my younger brother."

Princess Jing hooked her lips and smiled, covered her eldest son's eyes, tiptoed and gave her lord a sweet kiss very unrulyly.

King Jing snorted coldly because he wanted to save face after being kissed.

"Who can't bear him, he can't get a daughter-in-law at such a young age."

"That's right, my prince is the most powerful." Princess Jing looked at the team that had almost disappeared and said with emotion, "At least you know that you like me."

It's not like Yong Wang, who is so heartbroken and still puts it here for silly fun.

Haha.

09

During the first half month of returning to the fiefdom, the weather was getting colder and colder every day. Yongwang was a tall man who didn't even wear a jacket, but Tang Yu accidentally contracted the cold and fell ill.

Now he is pitifully red-nosed, huddled in the carriage and drinking bitter medicine.

King Yong was sitting beside him, staring at him drinking medicine with his hands folded, and still talking sarcasticly.

"I told you to sleep in the carriage a few days ago, don't blow the wind, you must listen." Yong Wang frowned and mocked, "It's cool now."

They had to go back to the fief before Laba, and the New Year was approaching. There were many things in the mansion, as well as the local officials and the people, that had to be decided by the prince.Therefore, the journey was a bit rushed, not every day you could settle in the inn, and it was common to find some kind of wild camp on the official road to make do for the night.

The prince naturally lived in the carriage, and the rest of the attendants went to find their own sleeping places, and it snowed a few days ago, King Yong wanted to keep Tang Yu in the carriage to make do with him, but Tang Yu refused to obey him. If I had to go outside to blow some air, as expected, it would be over the next day, and I would not be able to breathe.

Still biting the bullet and not making a sound, he fell down in two days and shocked King Yong.

"Master..." Tang Yu sat there sullenly after drinking the medicine and pleaded guilty to King Yong, "Let me get out of the car...don't make you sick."

"Hey, you still know you are sick now? Don't you feel it when you are guarding in the woods at night and blowing the cold wind?" Yong Wang wrapped the quilt tightly while he was yin and yang, "It's all old men Why are you ashamed here, is it because I have more meat or you have less meat."

"Grandpa, don't laugh at me...cough cough"

Tang Yu coughed as if he wanted to cough up his lungs, so King Yong didn't bother to talk about it now.

"Close your eyes!" Yong Wang stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and said fiercely, "Sleep!"

King Yong fought all the year round, and his palms were full of hard calluses that could not dissipate. Tang Yu's heart thumped several times due to the scalding heat, and he could only close his eyes reluctantly.

"Oh."

Sleep and sleep.

10

People with a cold can't sleep well, and the carriage is always bumpy. Tang Yu just lay on the cushion, drowsy and had an old dream.

He dreamed about his childhood.

"Qiongyu...you must take good care of your...brother."

"Mother! Don't sleep! Mother!"

There was a plague that year, and all his family members died.His original surname is Cui, and his family is in the cloth business. Not to mention the wealth of his family, he has no worries about food and clothing.

The bad thing is that his parents passed away one after another, and he was young and incompetent, so he could only watch helplessly the uncles who had been caring and close to him showed their fierceness and drove him out of the house with his young brother who was still muttering.

He was not yet ten years old at that time, and he couldn't do any work at all. He had been homeless for several months and had reached the end of his rope. Cui Qiongyu had no choice but to go to the street to beg for food.

There is no way, even if he can resist, his younger brother who is only over three years old can't stand it without eating or drinking.

His younger brother is not very sensible yet, so he only dared to bring his younger brother by his side, for fear that an accident would happen if he was not careful, but no matter how careful he was, it would still be a disaster.

"How much is this little beauty? I bought it, sir!"

His younger brother is a little brother, and the red mole was born at the end of his eyebrows, a pretty one, white and cute.Cui Qiongyu has always taken good care of him. He endured hunger and hunger all the way, but he rarely missed his younger brother's food. He was so thin that his clothes had to be tied up and tied, but his younger brother was still clean. The dude took a fancy to it and wanted to buy it home and use it as a skinny horse.

Although Cui Qiongyu is only ten years old, this ups and downs has made him understand a lot of things. He definitely will not buy his only relative into that kind of man-eating devil's lair.

"My lord, you misunderstood..." Cui Qiongyu protected her ignorant younger brother behind her, "This is not for sale."

"You can't even afford to eat. Isn't this little beauty dead if she follows you? Isn't it just right to come to the uncle's mansion to eat and drink, and enjoy the happiness..."

This dude was rejected by Cui Qiongyu one after another, feeling that he had been humiliated, and was about to explode on the spot.

"I think you are toasting and not eating fine wine!" The dandy waved his big hand and was about to order his servants to do it, "Come here, take this little beauty back to me!"

Cui Qiongyu, who was already skinny and skinny, was no match for these strong men and servants. Apart from holding her younger brother tightly in her arms and not letting go, she could only resist punching and kicking.

He didn't even have time to cry in pain, and there was nothing but despair in his heart. He knew that if he was beaten to death, his younger brother would also be doomed.

But what can he do, his life is desperate now, and he can't find a driftwood to rely on.

"What a county magistrate, the crown prince, dares to commit murder in the street!"

Cui Qiongyu suddenly heard a stern voice, and before he could react, he saw the dandy who was yelling at him just now screamed in pain, and fainted like this on the spot with blood spattering.

The servants dispersed like birds and beasts, and Cui Qiongyu saw a tall man in armor kicking the dude and cursing loudly.

"It's a worthless thing! It's just that you have broken your roots and you are so worthless that you fainted. Someone send this young master to the prison to accompany his corrupt official father who has not had a good life for two days!"

This man's language was vulgar and his actions were barbaric, but Cui Qiongyu took a look and didn't dare to miss it, and he didn't know where the courage came from. He hugged his younger brother dragging his body in pain, and rushed to the other party to kowtow repeatedly, and there were bleeding marks on the bluestone board .

"I beg you to accept the villain! I beg you to accept the villain! The villain is willing to be a slave and handmaid, and I just want to give the villain and my brother a bite to eat!"

"What's your name?"

"The villain's name is Cui Qiongyu, he can read and write, wash and cook, clean and dust...One person can be two people! I only ask the Lord to give my brother a tile and a meal, nothing else..."

After he finished speaking, he was about to knock again, but someone lifted his chin with the scabbard.

"Don't knock yourself to death before you've done your work." His savior was very bad-tempered, "This king is not responsible for collecting the corpse."

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"Tang Yu? Candy taro, wake me up!"

"Huh?" Tang Yu woke up drowsily from the dream that had turned into fragments, and saw Yong Wang frowning and staring at him, "Master, cough, cough, cough..."

"I'm really afraid that you will burn yourself to death."

Tang Yu wanted to answer but didn't have the strength, so he could only watch Yong Wang's mouth opening and closing in a daze.

"Look for a nearby inn and invite the best doctor in the town." Yong Wang ordered, and wrapped Tang Yu tightly in a leather jacket, "Tomato? Damn, I'm going to faint again."

Tang Yu closed her eyes firmly again.

He is not afraid at all, the Lord is by his side.

11

King Yong, who had promised to hurry back to the fief, finally stopped halfway.

Tang Yu had a severe high fever and fell asleep for two days in a row. Fortunately, he took the appropriate medicine and sweated profusely several times, and he finally recovered.

King Yong didn't go anywhere these days, just stayed in his room guarding the unlucky taro.

Tang Yu was finally conscious and could speak a few words, but he had to cough for a long time if he couldn't say a word.

He leaned on the bed and half-lyed, with soft pillows behind him, holding the taro syrup in his hand, which he bought after taking a bitter medicine. Excited.

"Ahem, ahem...Master, don't waste your time."

Yong Wang stared at him, this idiot was not very fleshy, he only had a round face that caught the eye, and he had been sick for a few days, and even the tip of his chin was thin.

"You still have the mood to talk nonsense with me." Yong Wang was very irritable, "You give me a good recovery!"

Who knew that Tang Yu was still very persistent even after being scolded, and she was still fighting until her face turned red from coughing.

"Actually, you...cough cough, or else you will take someone back first, cough cough cough... I will follow after a few days of cultivation here."

"You are the master and I am the master?" Tangyutou was scolded again, "I want to go or stay, I have the final say, don't meddle in it."

Not sensible at all!

King Yong was angry.

12

Tang Yu has been dizzy for the past few days, just lying on the bed without moving, except for taking medicine and eating, and except for eating and sleeping, she doesn't know how long the day will pass.

As soon as he opened his eyes now, he saw King Yong speaking next to him again.

"Are you awake? It's just right. Let's get some food later. You can drink some medicine after you eat."

"Ah..." Tang Yu stopped coughing so much, and the cold still made him not so clear-headed, showing a bit of uncommon childishness, and he complained, "Drinking medicine again."

"It's better not to drink medicine. Look at your physique, you look like a little chicken." King Yong helped the person under the quilt to his feet, and squeezed Tang Yu's thin arm in disgust, "It's terrible After returning home, I will get up early and practice kung fu with this king."

Tang Yu didn't have much strength, so he could only play around foolishly.

"Ahem...Master, there are other important things to do back home."

King Yong yelled at him again: "What's the big deal? Is your life still important?"

There was a little smile on Tang Yu's face and he quickly suppressed it. He said slowly, "My lord, the winter plum feast for choosing your concubine. Mammy and the others have been preparing for a long time, and I hope that you will marry soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed again, and a cup was stuffed in his hand.

"Okay, okay, drink water quickly." Yong Wang began to mock, "With your body, what will you do if you get married in the future? Can you have a bridal chamber?"

Tang Yu almost choked on water, and stared at people when he raised his eyes. Unfortunately, he has been dying for the past few days. He is not vicious at all, and he is like a kitten scratching an itch.

"Say you, say you, and blush hahaha." Yong Wang thought he knew it well and enlightened him, "They are all men, there is nothing we can't talk about."

Tang Yu lowered his head and his eye sockets were hot from the heat from the cup in his hand, he just said.

"The little one doesn't have this idea..." He looked at the prince and grandson in front of him who had been condescending and guarding him since the wind and cold, and said with downcast eyes, "The little one just wants to do his best by the side of the master. Ask for nothing else."

It's time for Grandpa to start a family.

13

On the day Yongwang returned to the mansion, the servants in the mansion greeted the master one after another at the door, and the leader was Nanny An from Yongwang's mansion. This is an old man who has served Yongwang since childhood. She was originally the dowry maid of the Empress Dowager, and she followed into the palace. , and was sent by the queen mother to take care of him closely when King Yong left the palace to build a mansion, he was almost half the master.

"My lord, Steward Yu...you two are back."

King Yong nodded his proud head, and Tang Yu hurried to pay his respects.

"Greetings, mother."

Tang Yu was also raised by Nanny An. If he hadn't been taken care of by Nanny An when he first entered the mansion, even his old illness would have killed him.

"How come back from this trip, my face is so small that I don't have any blood at all."

Tang Yu subconsciously covered her face, and was taken aback by herself.

"No, it was the wind blowing on the carriage."

"Hmph." Yong Wang dismantled him without any face, "He suffered a serious illness and almost died on the way."

"Father!"

"Isn't what I'm telling the truth?" Prince Yong looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "What do you have to argue about?"

Now Nanny An was in a hurry, she took Tang Yu's hand and gave orders.

"Then you have to send Zhang Zhang to the imperial physician to take a look, your health is important."

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What Tang Yu was most afraid of was letting Doctor Zhang see a doctor. When he finished his treatment and went to serve the prince, he saw the prince staying in the study with a lot of scrolls in front of him, which was as scary as a hill.

Seeing him coming in, King Yong raised his head and asked.

"What did the old man say?"

"The small one is pretty good..." Tang Yu didn't want to say that he was scolded by Doctor Zhang and arranged for a month of silver needles, and changed the subject, "What are you looking at?"

King Yong seems to have grasped at straws.

"You came at the right time. The king is dizzy. Come and pick the taro for me."

"What to choose..."

Tang Yu was stunned as soon as he passed by. The big table was full of portraits of beauties. The Dongmei Banquet at Yongwang Mansion this time was really grand enough. This is a good guy. I'm afraid it's not just a lady of the right age with a radius of a thousand miles. , are all included in the portrait of this big table.

King Yong is really going to choose a concubine.

Tang Yu cleared his throat to suppress the astringency in his heart, and he tried to smile.

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