Domineering Prince and Pretty Butler

28

"The snow is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back tonight."

King Yong looked at the sky outside and said so.

Tang Yu seemed very nervous, and said hastily, "Then don't you want to spend the night here?"

"It seems that it can only make do for one night." Yong Wang nodded and joked, "After all, if your taro goes into this snow field, it will flood your throat with one foot."

Tang Yu's expression was complicated for some reason, he hesitated and said: "Why don't you go back to the mansion first, and you can go back by yourself when the snow stops tomorrow."

"No way." Sure enough, King Yong strangled his little Jiujiu in the cradle, "How powerful do you think you are? With small arms and legs, it's hard to protect yourself." Learning martial arts together is also the master's soft heart, seeing you are cute will let you fish every day."

What King Yong was talking about was that when Tang Yucai entered the palace, he learned everything from King Yong, but his body was too weak, and he didn't learn martial arts like a three-legged cat.

Tang Yu could only touch his nose and reply sullenly.

"Then there will be Master Lao."

It was getting dark soon, and the two of them ate dry food hastily, and were ready to rest.

King Yong pointed to the boundary inside and gave instructions.

"Taro, you sleep here for a while, the outside wind can't blow here."

Tang Yu nodded, and thought about taking off the cloak for the prince in the wind to wear.

"Grandpa, I'll give you this cloak."

"Don't move, your body has only recovered for a few days, and you are starting to toss again? Yongwang's mansion doesn't have so much money for the housekeeper to see a doctor." Sure enough, Yongwang sent him back, "Hurry up and go to sleep. , I have to wake you up to change the guard in the middle of the night."

"Understood." Tang Yu lay down obediently, and called again, "Master..."

"Ok?"

Butler Taro blinked and whispered.

"Good night."

King Yong just glanced at him and didn't reply him.

But Tang Yu didn't care, and obediently closed his eyes and fell asleep seriously.

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It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and the world in this small cave was still crackling with flames.

The tall man sat beside the fire, idly paddling the burnt wood heads on the ground.

The person behind him was sleeping soundly and deeply, wrapped in a cloak airtight, with a little warm pink on his face, looking terribly obedient.

"Hmph." King Yong, who was quietly looking at Sleeping Beauty, snorted softly, and continued to paint on the ground.

The undulating ground was actually used by him as a canvas, and he used charcoal to outline the sleeping face of a delicate and beautiful woman.

This beautiful woman is none other than Little Taro, who is sleeping soundly.

King Yong put down the last stroke, carefully traced the outline of one side with deep eyes, but in the end he ruined this charcoal drawing of a beauty falling asleep with his feet.

He stretched out his hand again, drew a large circle and stacked several small circles, and with just a few strokes, he became a big bastard again.

King Yong looked down at the sleeping person, and didn't intend to wake him up at all.

He looked up at the bursting sparks in the air and smiled again.

"Little fool."

He muttered to himself.

29

Today is a fine day, and the cars and horses parked at the gate of Hongxuan Academy have lined up on the next street, and there are people coming and going to pick up the juniors of the mansion.

Tang Yu also arrived outside the academy early to wait.

The masters in Hongxuan Academy are all great Confucians in the world, and his younger brother also borrowed the light of the prince to have the opportunity to learn here.

His younger brother was not sold into slavery, so he still uses the surname Cui. He has been studying here for four years since he was enlightened at the age of six.Hongxuan Academy is a dormitory system, no matter what kind of royal relatives you are, you are treated equally, and it takes a month to only have three days off.

Although Tang Yu was reluctant to part with his younger brother, he also knew that being able to study here was a great opportunity, but he was always worried about it, so he came to pick up his younger brother in person every holiday.

"Steward Yu, let's go shopping first." The driver said after the carriage stopped, "You wait here for a while, we'll be back right away."

"Okay, thank you both."

Tang Yu smiled gently, making the faces of the two servants turn red.Ever since she was asked by the nanny to make a facelift to help the lord get used to being in contact with his elder brother and miss, Tang Yu's old clothes have been received by people who don't know where they got them. Dressed up beautifully, tidied up properly, it is really embarrassing and happy.

"You're breaking us down, it's what the little ones should do."

The boy left, and Tang Yu continued to wait for his younger brother to go out, but for some reason, he looked and looked, but he didn't see anyone for a long time.

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It turned out that Cui Qiongying was pestered by beggars and refused to let him go.

"Qiong Ying, follow me in a while." The person who said this was the young master of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, who was so thick that he couldn't talk like a tiger, "I'll take you home."

Their academy does not restrict the admission of young ladies. Although they cannot take the imperial examination to become an official in the court, it is completely unavoidable to be able to read and write poems and compose Fu.

But there are really not many who are willing to spend a lot of money to let their elder sisters study, and even fewer are beautiful and good-looking. Therefore, the beautiful and intelligent Cui Qiongying has naturally become the heart of many young masters, but most of them are self-respecting. The first stalking little fool.

"No need, Second Young Master Zhao." Cui Qiongying looks like his elder brother, but thinner, he can't accept this inexplicable enthusiasm, so he can only shirk, "My brother will pick me up, don't bother Second Young Master Zhao. "

"Your brother?" Mr. Zhao's words were completely out of his head. He was obviously a hairless cucumber, but it was ridiculous to pretend to be old-fashioned when he spoke, "Then I want to see your brother even more today. I will ask your brother to marry me, and we will get married... I will get married next year, build a mansion in the year after, and marry you in the year after that!"

Cui Qiongying couldn't listen anymore, and hurried out while the other party was chattering, and said embarrassingly: "Master Zhao, don't make fun of me, I'm just a commoner, and I only have to be taken care of by the prince to study here. Don’t dare to have other delusions.”

"I don't care, this young master just recognizes you!" Second young master Zhao was still relentless, "Qiong Ying, you must be my wife."

Cui Qiongying's face turned pale, but fortunately she finally saw her brother, he was first stunned by his handsome attire, and then called for help.

Tang Yu hid his younger brother behind him, and asked this "Deng Tu Zi".

"Who is this?"

"This son is the second son of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, and you are Qiongying's elder brother?"

Tang Yu frowned slightly. Although he didn't like his younger brother being entangled endlessly, the young master of the Hou's mansion was definitely not something that he, a villain, could offend.

"I've seen the second son."

"I fell in love with Qiongying at first sight, and when I see you again, I definitely want to marry him." The second son of Zhao looked at Tang Yu and then at Cui Qiongying, his eyes lingered on the beauties, big and small, and clapped his hands happily, saying, "Why don't you marry my eldest brother, marry Qiongying to me, and let's get closer together, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

Before Tang Yu could speak, he heard familiar rude shouting and cursing.

"Wonderful, your grandma has such a leg!"

Yongwang Ti slipped the back of Young Master Zhao's neck and picked him up.

"Damn things!"

30

Yashou Oh!

The second son of Zhao from the Marquis of Pingyang was stripped of his trousers and spanked in the street, howling so loudly that he could hear it three streets away.

This is the first time that the little overlord has eaten such a big dick, and everyone said that the person who did it was miserable.

There is no vegetarian in Pingyang Hou's mansion. There is no one with a good temper in the Hou's mansion. The second son of Zhao is like an eyeball in the eyes of Lord Hou. This embarrassment in the street must be settled!

As a result, before the word spread to the next day, the servants in Yongwang's mansion let it out.

The second son of Zhao behaved frivolously, molested his brother in the street, and was found by the prince, who was busy with political affairs, this time it was just that the prince kindly disciplined the children for the Hou family, so as not to become more rampant in the future and make a big mistake and fail to end.

Oh wow.

As soon as this remark came out, the Hou Mansion had to swallow even the biggest grievances, not only did not dare to blame King Yong, but also came to the door to plead guilty.

You know, this is the fiefdom of King Yong, and the Marquis of Pingyang only has Shiyi and no land. If you really want to talk about it, you have to live on the breath of King Yong.

Zhao Buxuan, the eldest son of the Hou's mansion, brought an apology at this moment, and refused to leave at the gate of Yongwang's mansion.

Zhao Buxuan is a well-known handsome man, who is gentle and elegant in Yushu Linfeng, which is very different from his younger brother, the devil king. Even if he is humiliated by the palace, he still looks respectful.

He led his servants to stand here for an hour, already many older girls and younger brothers had quietly gathered to look at him, all of them were reluctant to bear the suffering of a handsome man.

Tang Yugang had a meeting at the shop under the prince's name, but before he reached the alley, he realized that the road was so lively today.

"Why are so many people gathered here?"

As soon as he asked, someone answered.

"Back to Steward Yu, Mr. Zhao, the eldest son of Pingyang Hou Mansion, asked to see him, but the prince refused, but he didn't leave, and kept guarding."

Tang Yu looked over, just in time to look into Zhao Buxuan's amorous eyes.

"This is Mr. Butler." Zhao Buxuan bowed humbly, dressed in brocade and shining with his figure, making him even more impressive, "Please tell me, Mr. Butler, Zhao Buxuan has come to plead guilty."

Tang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"Take the prince into the front hall and wait, I will report."

Tang Yu thought while stepping over the threshold.

This material looks good, I'll make one for my grandfather too.

31

As soon as Tang Yu entered the mansion, as expected, he saw Prince Yong doing martial arts in the courtyard with nothing to do. As soon as he passed by, Prince Yong not only didn't stop, but also danced the long sword in his hand more vigorously. Almost lost his eyes.

"Master, the prince of Pingyang Mansion is asking to see you."

King Yong's face turned dark all of a sudden, he frowned and said, "No see no see."

It was Tang Yu who begged for mercy, and comforted him: "Master, Shizi has been standing at the door for an hour, if this continues, it will be detrimental to our palace's reputation."

After coaxing for a long time, King Yong reluctantly agreed: "All right, all right, bring people in."

King Yong took Taro to the front hall, and as soon as Zhao Buxuan appeared, he gave a big gift to King Yong, which surprised Taro.

"The eldest son of Pingyang Mansion, Zhao Buxuan, see..."

"Yes, fart, fart." It's a pity that Yong Wang didn't appreciate it at all, and waved his hands impatiently, "I don't have time to listen to your whining here."

It made Zhao Buxuan's handsome face a bit pale, Tang Yu was so happy when he saw this glamorous and handsome son-in-law acting stupidly shrunken by his lord, he almost laughed out loud, but luckily he restrained himself Emotion, just raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The prince looked at the silly taro with crooked eyebrows, and then at the little boy, and became even more irritable.

"Don't speak up?" The prince waved his hand and was about to call someone, "then hurry up, come here, send..."

"Wait a minute, my lord!" Zhao Buxuan didn't dare to take Joe at all right now, and said hastily, "I came here for two things. One is to apologize for offending my lord because of my foolish brother's shamelessness in the street, and I have prepared a special gift to show it apology."

King Yong frowned, and Shizi's heart tightened, and he said quickly like pouring beans, "Second! The second is that my sister passed away last month, please see me."

The smile on Tang Yu's face paused, and then he heard King Yong speak.

"Your sister is still vulgar?" Yong Wang shrugged strangely, "Who is your sister?"

I completely forgot that I still had a fiancée who became a monk.

Sure enough, infatuation.

32

King Yong's marriage contract is all old calendar.

He had engaged in three marriages, the first time being a baby kiss, but his little fiancée failed to survive a high fever at the age of three, and died of a serious illness.The second fiancée was made at the age of 12. Unfortunately, in the fifteenth year of King Yong, he had just arrived in the fief. Seeing that the new year was over and he was about to get married, the other party accidentally fell on a frozen lake in the middle of the winter. He went into a fishing hole and left too.

These two times Tang Yu just heard about it, because when he entered the palace happened to be the year when the prince was 15 years old, he still remembered that the mother at that time was still beaming and told him that there would be a happy event in the palace next year, and wiped it off the next day. Tears said that this little brother is pitiful, if he has no relationship with the prince, he will not be able to become a family after all.

Later, the prince's marriage was put on hold for several years, and it was not until the time when he was about to lose his crown that he fell in love with the eldest daughter of the Pingyang Houfu who was also in the fiefdom.

Tang Yu followed the prince day and night, so he had naturally met him.

Everyone in the Zhao family is stunning.

Zhao Pianpian, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, is even more beautiful among the beauties, but she was dazzled by picking and choosing. She didn't find a husband she liked until the seventeenth or eighth, and finally chose Yongwang Tang Jingwu reluctantly.

Yongwang also spent some time with Zhao Pianpian back then, and he was always abrupt and beautiful. Three times out of five times, Miss Zhao was so frightened that she dared not speak.

Later, when it was time to talk about marriage, he happened to encounter foreign invaders on the border. King Yong was obliged to go into battle, and went to the battlefield from south to north like his brother King Jing.

His elder brother King Jing was still newlywed at the time and Yaner gave up his family to protect everyone, so he naturally couldn't be compared, so Miss Zhao was completely left behind.

Later, the Zhao family looked left and right and didn't know when King Yong would be able to return to his hometown in triumph, so news suddenly spread that Miss Zhao's family, Zhao Pianpian, had become a monk.

The fiancée became a monk, so the marriage naturally had to be abandoned.

King Yong was still on the battlefield at the time. When he learned about this, he only said in his family letter, "Pull a few hands down" and then used three hundred words to reprimand Dutao. You are not allowed to cry and skip meals at home. If you make yourself sick, you must beat the taro severely and make a shredded taro when I come back.

So many years have passed since then, Yongwangdu's loess is buried up to his neck, and at the age of 25, what is the plan of the Pingyang Houfu to suddenly say that the eldest daughter is returning to vulgarity?

King Yong raised his eyebrows.

33

After Zhao Buxuan left, Tang Yu's mind was completely filled with the scene of meeting Zhao Pianpian for the first time.

Zhao Pianpian's body looks like a willow brush, her face is like a peach and plum, she is a first-class beauty to anyone.

It's just that he has a soft temper, and his little face, which is always stimulated by the prince's few words, turns pale and almost faints.

Of the ten times we met, eight times ended with Zhao Pianpian feeling unwell, and the remaining two times were interrupted by business affairs, and the other time was because the prince wanted to go to the hospital.

Although the fate of these two people was interrupted by the war, but now with this opportunity, it is inevitable to reunite.

Tang Yu was thinking wildly, and couldn't hear the prince's question without paying attention.

"See when you are free recently, let's meet that woman."

After Yong Wang finished speaking, he found that Tang Yu hadn't responded for a long time, and shouted again: "Taro? I'm asking you something, why are you standing there?"

Tang Yu trembled, and then came back to his senses, and said in shame: "I... I just lost my mind."

"Is the one surnamed Zhao so good-looking?" Yong Wang folded his hands in dissatisfaction, and asked him with a frown.

"Sir, don't make fun of me." Naturally, Tang Yu couldn't express his little thoughts in a fair manner, so he could only start another topic, "Little one, let's check your schedule..."

King Yong wanted to ask again, but saw a delicate little beauty running towards the house.

"My lord! Brother!"

"Xiaoying?" Tang Yu hurriedly went to greet her younger brother, "What does it look like running around the house... You run slowly, and be careful not to fall."

Cui Qiongying couldn't help panting when her brother held her hand, and couldn't speak smoothly for a while.

The prince didn't care about Cui Qiongying's rules, seeing people running so out of breath, he rubbed Cui Qiongying's head affectionately, and asked with a smile.

"Why are you so hot?"

Cui Qiongying was being flattered by her brother while being rubbed on the head by the prince. She was obedient and obedient in the middle.

"My lord, this time the master arranged for us to write some notes on the article and asked us to write a composition on the topic of family..." Cui Qiongying, who is only in her early ten years old, said embarrassingly, "I don't understand a few things. Ask your lord and brother about it."

Just a family of three.

Wonderful wow.

34

The king of Yong, Tang Jingwu, was really well-versed in poetry and books, but ever since he entered the military camp, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, becoming a rough man full of foul language.

But even so, his knowledge is higher than Tang Yu's. After all, Tang Yu suffered a family change just after he was enlightened. Although he also learned some things from the disciples in the palace after entering the palace, he only learned some superficial things after all, so he is not good at it.

Now that Cui Qiongying asked for advice, Tang Yu was also happy to let King Yong personally tutor him.

Cui Qiongying asked several questions in a row, but there was no trace of impatience on the prince's face. Compared with his usual rough appearance, he was already considered gentle and considerate.

"This is the last sentence." Cui Qiongying just finished writing the comment on the previous sentence, pointing to the book and hurriedly asked, "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died, and now it is as graceful as a roof... How do you say this sentence?"

"This sentence means that there is a loquat tree in this man's yard, which was planted by his wife in the year of his death, and now it is as luxuriant as a car cover." These articles are simply pediatrics to King Yong. , He said without thinking, "This is to point out that time goes by so fast, but people's longing has never diminished."

Cui Qiongying's small notes were flying, and then she happily bowed and said back to the small study to catch up with her homework.

"Please worry about it, my lord."

As soon as Cui Qiongying left, Tang Yu thanked Yongwang Fushen.

"It's a trivial matter." Yong Wang waved his hand, looked at Taro's face of reverence and suddenly sighed, "Do you know that this sentence has a magical effect?"

Tang Yu shook his head and responded.

"Little one doesn't understand."

"If you don't understand, just listen to me tell you." Yong Wang happily embraced the stupid taro, and said mysteriously, "In the future, if someone makes you angry, you can scold him like this..."

Tang Yu repeated in doubt: "Call him?"

"That's right!" Yong Wang bent down and whispered next to Tang Yu's ear, "If anyone wants to make you unhappy, you can say that he—your father must plant loquat trees!"

Tang Yu froze for a long while before frowning and jumping.

"Master, this is really insulting to the gentleman!"

"Hey, you are such an idiot." Yong Wang pinched his taro soft face, "You can't swear, don't you want this king to find you back every time you are bullied?"

What a sweet burden.

35

The meeting with Miss Zhao's family was finally set in the best restaurant in the city.

Today's Yong Wang can be regarded as neatly dressed. He is dressed in a navy blue brocade robe and his tall figure. He is really a bit heroic. The girls and boys passing by can't help but look back again and again, and they all blush. heartbeat.

"How is it?" Walking to a corner, King Yong quietly bent down to show off to Tang Yu when he saw that there were not many people around.

"Yes, yes, yes." What else could Tang Yu do besides nodding, he could only agree and beg King Yong to move quickly, "The agreed time is coming soon, don't let Miss Zhao wait for us."

"I know, I know, I can't go." Yong Wang shrugged, and rushed forward with a few big strides, leaving Tang Yu behind, unable to catch up.

What a childish ghost!

36

"See the prince, the prince is blessed and safe."

Sure enough, Zhao Pianpian arrived early, and when she saw the figure of King Yong, she got up to greet her, and she looked like a beautiful woman.

Tang Yuzheng was worried that the lord and old man would be rude to a beautiful woman, and he saw Yong Wang's handsome and reckless appearance as soon as he returned the salute.

"Miss Zhao, you don't need to be too polite. I'm the king who came late. Please forgive me."

"My lord was joking, so how can I blame my lord." The maid beside Zhao Pianpian took up the conversation, "It's my young lady who misses my lord so much, that's why I waited early. I don't blame my lord for being late, my lord, you came just in time."

King Yong even showed a little smile when he heard this.

"Ms. Zhao has been waiting for a long time. Since this is the case, the customary etiquette is exempted today. Everyone sit down."

Zhao Pianpian covered her face with a handkerchief and smiled lightly, walking, sitting and lying like a first-class lady, Tang Yu's heart was sour when she saw it, and she clenched her hands tightly because of the taste.

Seeing that Zhao Pianpian was seated, King Yong personally poured wine for the beauty, without any reluctance.

"I haven't seen you for three days, Shidang will look at you with admiration." Zhao Pianpian no longer had the pale face when she saw King Yong as if she had seen a ghost. "Pianpian bestows these words to the prince today."

Yong'an smiled calmly when he heard this, raised his wine glass and began to chant poems.

"I'm drinking wine with a beauty today, and my beauty is like a flower waist and a willow." Yong Wang was still dissatisfied with the little girl's blushing, "Miss Zhao please."

Tang Yu blinked, and endured the hot heat in his eyes.

Master is a villain, a stinking bastard!

Obviously, there is no need for any practice at all, and he looks like a dog, so he insists on letting him do something.

Saying that you can't communicate with Miss Brother is just farting!

Tang Yu lowered his head, tightly pinching his goose-yellow sleeves embroidered with white cloud patterns, not daring to let others see his strangeness.

He paints his eyebrows and temples, so what if he wears these silks and satins?

It's not just for people to amuse and relieve boredom.

It's just a joke.

37

"Brother, look at the painting I made today."

As soon as Tang Yu returned to the mansion, he happened to meet his younger brother Qiongyu happily holding up the peony he had just painted to show to others.

Although the peonies on the rice paper were not lifelike, they were still presentable. Tang Yu praised her for her good temper.

"very nice."

Cui Qiongying had a pretty face full of smiles, and she was about to hand the painting to Tang Yu as she spoke.

"Give it to brother!"

Tang Yu stroked his younger brother's hair to thank him.

"Thank you Xiaoying."

As they spoke, the two brothers walked into the room. Cui Qiongying was the most clingy when she was young. On weekdays, one of the brothers was busy going to school and the other was busy doing chores. They rarely had the opportunity to stick together and chat. natural intimacy

"Brother is so beautiful now!" Just after entering Cui Qiongying's hut, the little beauty couldn't help touching Tang Yu's embroidered hairband, "It's even more beautiful than before!"

Tang Yu couldn't help but be happy when she heard it: "It's the father and mother who are generous to us, so they are so well-dressed and well-dressed. So Xiaoying should work hard and repay their kindness when she grows up. "

"Xiaoying knows!" The little beauty quickly nodded and agreed, but then hesitated to say, "Brother..."

"what's up?"

Cui Qiongying stood on tiptoe and whispered in Tang Yu's ear, "Will you marry the prince?"

"How could you say such a thing!" Tang Yu turned pale with fright, and even asked, "Who taught you? Don't dare to speak nonsense. If this reaches the ears of the prince, neither of us will Good fruit to eat!"

Cui Qiongying was taken aback, but she still couldn't help saying.

"But...but, everyone in the mansion is spreading the word..."

"Pass what?"

"Brother is said to be so good-looking now, he must marry the prince."

"Nonsense!" Hearing what his younger brother said, Tang Yu was so frightened that he jumped up, "How can I marry the prince?"

"Why not?" The little brother still didn't understand, and asked with his big black and white eyes open, "My lord treats my brother so well and takes care of me for my brother's sake, he must be a good husband and son-in-law."

"The prince is naturally a good husband and son-in-law, but your brother and I..." Tang Yu's heart tightened, and every word he said was as painful as ice stubble, "I'm not worthy."

"Why isn't my brother worthy?" Cui Qiongying still didn't understand, and he defended her brother's injustice, "Nowadays, big and small things in our house, comings and goings, and human relations, everything is handled by my brother, even with the head of the house. It's not bad. What's more, brother, you are obviously a brother, isn't the wife of His Royal Highness King Jing a brother?"

Tang Yu really didn't want to talk about these things with his younger brother, and talking too clearly would only make him more embarrassed.

"Anyway, you can't say these things anymore in the future. Especially people other than me are not allowed to mention them. Do you understand?"

"...Understood." Cui Qiongying responded, looking worriedly at Tang Yu's furrowed brows. "Then even if you don't marry the prince, brother doesn't plan to marry?"

Tang Yu only smiled at this time, and he said seriously to his only blood relative in the world today.

"I signed the death contract, this life is in the hands of the prince, and everything is according to the prince's orders."

As long as his stinky bastard is doing well, he will be happy.

38

"My lord, you went to see Miss Zhao today, how are you two doing?"

As soon as King Yong returned to the mansion, before he had time to find taro, he was chased by his mother and asked.

"What else can I do? I just drank sweet rice wine there, and now my stomach is still shaking when I walk."

Zhao Pianpian's appetite was smaller than that of a sparrow, and he couldn't eat a piece of pastry from the beginning to the end, which made it difficult for Yong Wang to order braised pig's head, so he could only be hungry for a while, and his head was dizzy.

Mammy was still very concerned, asking questions one after another.

"I still remember seeing that Ms. Zhao was a beauty back then. After all these years, could it be that she has become more graceful?"

King Yong raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Mama, what you said is that people only get older and older, and there are people who are longer and more beautiful, and they are not gods."

"Then is Miss Zhao pretty or not?"

King Yong nodded: "It's pretty good-looking, with two eyes and one mouth, no more and no less."

"Master!" Nanny twisted the handkerchief angrily, "You're playing tricks on an old slave."

"Don't dare." Yong Wang got up and wanted to leave while talking, "This king is telling the truth... Where's the taro? Why don't you see anyone else when you return to the mansion."

The nanny helped to explain: "Xiaoyu went to see his younger brother as soon as he returned to the mansion. The two brothers will naturally go together when they rarely get along."

"He hasn't eaten since he was outside, isn't he hungry now? He's still hammering here and there..."

Tang Jingwu walked out while talking, but was grabbed by the nanny within a few steps.

"My lord, where are you going?!"

King Yong was puzzled: "Go find taro, otherwise, what else can I do."

Momo refused to let go: "My lord, tell this old slave the truth..."

"what?"

Mammy asked seriously: "Do you like our Xiaoyu and want to take him into the room?"

King Yong's face turned red, at least his complexion was not white, otherwise he would be no different from Guan Gong.

"Mommy, I'm going to have dinner with him right now, where are you talking about!"

"Why, the prince doesn't like Tang Yu?"

"This king..."

Yong Wang and Ben Wang couldn't say the third word for a long time, and it was Mammy who helped him speak.

"Do you think Tang Yu's status is low? Or does he look bad? Or, do you think he's not a brother and can't have children?"

King Yong was not happy when he heard that, his brows were furrowed into hills.

"What are you talking about here? That little fellow of his is much better than the wine bag and rice bag of the prince's mansion..."

"Then you just fell in love with our Xiaoyu?" Mammy smiled and clapped her hands happily, "This is a good relationship! This old servant will go tell Xiaoyu right away, and the wedding banquet will be ready immediately!"

"Wait a minute!" King Yong is a martial arts practitioner, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold back Nanny's agitation, "This king knows that Tang Yu is obedient, even if this king wants him to hit him head-on to death, he will immediately Find a piece of tender tofu to seek death..."

King Yong's normally foolish face finally became a bit more serious, as he said, there was even a bit of tenderness in his eyes.

"Only in this matter, I hope that he will not listen to anyone."

"My lord..."

King Yong waved his hand, waving his tenderness for a moment: "He is a man after all, and most likely he also wants to marry a wife. This king is thinking about which little beauty he will fall in love with one day, and I..."

He didn't pretend to be the king, and he didn't call Laozi carelessly, he just said.

"I'll just marry him myself."

39

Tang Yu has been with King Yong since he was a child.

At that time, King Yong had just turned fifteen and left the palace to build a mansion, and Tang Yu was ten years old, and he could only be considered a half-grown child.

As thin as a bamboo pole, Xiaoyuan has no flesh on his face, and he is afraid that he will be blown away by the wind when he walks.

King Yong didn't pay much attention to this little thing at first, a servant who brought home casually, was like a kitten or dog picked up by the side of the road, and it was enough to keep it for food.

But this kitten and puppy jumped to the side every time they saw the sky, and when they saw you, they pricked up their ears and wagged their tails happily.

"My lord, please arrange small things to do!"

"My lord! I'm willing to do my best for my lord!"

It's as weak as a puppy that hasn't been weaned, and it's still trying to do the best it can like others.

King Yong was so pissed and funny, he simply assigned him something to do.

What playing the piano to put the prince to sleep, learning characters to help the housekeeper keep accounts, Yong Wang arranged a lot of miscellaneous things for him.

I thought that this little guy would be overwhelmed and was about to retreat, but he just gritted his teeth and did it.

Willing to learn everything, not afraid of getting tired, spinning like a small spinning top.

One day, King Riyong heard the housekeeper say that he would accept this little dog as his successor.

"Xiaoyu is clever, she is a good seedling." The old housekeeper's face was full of a kind smile that was so rare that he was always stunned by King Yong. He should be a Jinshi."

King Yong finally saw the little dog in his eyes: "Give the lord a family name, from now on you will follow this king and the steward, tighten your skin tighter, do you understand!"

"Yes! Yes!" The little dog's round eyes sparkled with joy, "Tang Yu understands!"

He is dark, thin and small, only his eyes are beautiful, bright and clean, which makes people happy to see them.

After so many years, King Yong saw that the little dog had been carefully raised by him to be fair and tall, with a well-proportioned figure.It didn't matter if he didn't dress up before, but now that he has dressed up carefully, Yong Wang, who can only bury half of his body in the loess, is so fascinated, and when he wakes up early, he wears a few extra pairs of obscene pants.

"Why do you wash it, you can just throw it away!"

No, King Yong was roaring in the bedroom with his hips crossed early in the morning.

"Master..." Tang Yu pinched the cloth in her hand and rubbed herself until she blushed. She only dared to bury her head in the wash and was about to get into the basin. Bare ass."

"You, you, you..." Yong Wang stared at the blushing taro's fingers and his own pants, unable to fart.

It's over, it's fucking over.

Those broken dreams have to be updated again.

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Tang Yu was originally a likable character. She was bright and cheerful when she didn't dress up specially, but now she looks even more beautiful after tidying up her clothes.

Not to mention the prince's obscene trousers that are not drying, even the other men around him will inevitably look at them a few more times.

Those familiar stewards knew that Tang Yu was not a brother, so they just looked at him a few more times and made fun of him.But there was such a young master who came from the south, who didn't know what he was thinking, and went to Yongwang's mansion to invite a matchmaker to propose marriage.

"You fucking fart!"

King Yong almost raised his hand when he heard what the matchmaker said.

"My lord, this is a very good marriage..."

To be honest, this young man's conditions are really good.Not to mention that the family is an imperial merchant with a lot of money, and his temperament is gentle and easy to get along with. Although his appearance is ordinary, his appearance is the least important thing when he lives for a long time in this life-long event.The little son is also the youngest son of the family. He has been favored since he was a child. The important affairs of the family are carried on the shoulders of his brothers and they are not burdened. Isn't it a great joy to enjoy the blessings of the young mistress who is well-clothed and well-fed.

"Take your broken copper and iron and get out!"

King Yong drove the young master out of the palace with the matchmaker's dowry. Tang Yu, who didn't know it, had just counted the new goods in the warehouse of Prince Yong's mansion today, and was scolded by King Yong just as he stepped into the threshold of the main courtyard with his left foot.

"Who told you to step through the door with your left foot!" The angrily stinky Mr. Ba Gou made a big move out of nothing, "No rules! You will be fined for one month