Fang Ruotang looked at the three people arguing, as well as two others—one looking at her with a gentle yet firm expression, and the other with a domineering and possessive gaze—and fell into deep suspicion.
What's going on? Have they gone mad? They should be punished! How can they still be arguing?
"Sir, I just want to tell you that learning everything will only harm you."
【Huh? What are you talking about! I saw my older sister punishing her husband by making him wash his feet. His face turned red with anger, and he was glaring at her like he was about to hit her. Especially my older sister, when she saw me, she immediately kicked him out, clearly to save him face.】
Huo Zhige and the young prince stopped arguing.
Ye Wuxia stopped stirring things up.
...It's better to blush with embarrassment from being scolded than from unfulfilled desires.
As for the look in his eyes that seems like he wants to hit someone, is there any possibility that he wants to eat someone?
"You guys are so strange! Your feet are so smelly, and you're still fighting over them." Fang Ruotang couldn't understand it. If she were asked to wash a man's feet, she would dump the basin on his head on the spot.
"Little Ruoruo, you don't smell bad, you smell nice all over." The young prince leaned in and, like a playboy, took a deep sniff, looking infatuated.
Fang Ruotang glanced at him, then silently took a step back.
"abnormal!"
"Really, you need to be confident. You smell wonderful, and I love you for it."
The young prince acted very considerately, leaving Fang Ruotang speechless.
What makes her lack confidence?
What is all this nonsense?
"Get away from me." Huo Zhige pushed the young prince away, unable to stand it anymore, and said, "If you don't know how to coax a girl, don't try to flirt with her. It's so embarrassing! No girl will like someone like you."
"Yes, no girl would like me, unlike you. Countless girls in the capital want to marry you!" the young prince replied with a smile, not forgetting to put some eye drops on Huo Zhige.
“Little Ruoruo, I only have you. Unlike those popular men who have a whole bunch of women around them.”
"What do you mean? Trying to trip us up in front of us? You think you're something to be proud of? Nobody wants you!" Huo Zhige gestured at the young prince.
Ye Wuxia said something slyly.
"What others don't want, Xiao Liu doesn't want either!"
Seeing the young prince's discomfiture, Fang Ruotang suppressed a laugh and chimed in, "Yes, yes! If others don't want it, I don't want it either."
The young prince's face turned green, but he forced himself to say, "I'm still very popular. How come no one wants me? There's a line of noble ladies from all over the capital who want to marry me, stretching from the east gate to the west gate."
"Oh... so many girls, it seems the young prince has quite a bit of contact with them!" Ye Wuxia said casually.
The Crown Prince and Prince An, mindful of their past friendship, did not take advantage of the situation, but they also showed no intention of helping the young prince, leaving him to prove his innocence.
Sacrifice the young prince to bring joy to the others.
Just then, Xingbai came to report.
"Miss, Prince Rong has come to visit."
"Young Master Rong is back too. Oh, then bring him here!"
Fang Ruotang belatedly realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise, "The four of you are not in the same place, yet you managed to finish your errands and return around the same time. What a coincidence!"
The four men turned their gazes toward the Crown Prince in unison, their eyes filled with barely concealed jealousy.
After all, this is the man who won first place.
Before they could even take a couple of sips of soup, this man was already eating meat.
It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.
The Crown Prince remained calm and composed. The young prince, disliking his pretense, leaned closer and whispered, "Stop pretending. You're acting like you don't care. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't be here."
The Crown Prince glanced at the young prince.
When did he say he didn't care?
As the crown prince, one must learn the art of being an emperor from a young age, for no emperor will openly display his thoughts on his face.
When he was young, he was used to suppressing his emotions. He didn't laugh when he was happy or cry when he was sad. Over the years, he developed this kind of expressionless demeanor. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. At least it made it easy for him to control his subordinates.
Prince Rong arrived quickly. He wasn't surprised to see the Crown Prince and the other four present. He greeted the Crown Prince first, as was customary, before turning to Fang Ruotang and presenting her with the brocade box.
"Knowing you enjoy good food, I've specially collected some recipes, many of which are local delicacies that aren't available in the capital. You can have the kitchen prepare them for you to try. I've found two very skilled chefs to accompany the rest of the group. Once everyone arrives, I'll bring them over to you."
"Thank you for thinking of me even though it's difficult for the young master to go out like this!"
Fang Ruotang happily accepted it.
The other five people had different expressions, especially the three who had also gone out and returned.
The young prince took the lead and squeezed between the two.
"I've also prepared a gift for you, not just a few meager recipes. I'll send it to you when my people bring it back to the capital."
After saying that, the young prince glanced at the respectable Prince Rong, then at the equally handsome Prince An, and couldn't help but stir up trouble: "They are not sincere to you. Only I came to see you as soon as I arrived in the capital, without delaying at all. They are more concerned about themselves. They don't really miss you. They still have time to go back to take a bath and get ready!"
Fang Ruotang looked complicated, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
She could wait that long, and she wasn't in such a hurry to see them looking so disheveled. For example, the young prince was right in front of her, and the stench he exuded kept hitting her nose.
It's because her sense of smell is too acute.
“…Why don’t you go back and take a shower too?” Fang Ruotang couldn’t help but offer her suggestion, but she was afraid of hurting the young prince, so she spoke in a soft and hesitant voice.
The young prince trembled his lips and said exaggeratedly, "Do you think I'm dirty?"
Fang Ruotang: ...
Don't you have any idea how dirty it is?
Seeing the young prince's flamboyant yet uneasy expression, Fang Ruotang carefully answered.
"No, I'm glad you came to see me as soon as you got back, but seeing you like this, I actually want you to go back and get some sleep, and come visit me again after you've recovered, especially you..."
Fang Ruotang looked at the young prince.
In her memory, the young prince had always been a philandering and dissolute man.
Wearing a red dress, she was flamboyant yet stunning.
He's still handsome now, as long as he doesn't squeeze in front of her and act silly. When he stands there silently and just looks at her with his eyes, he has a kind of broken beauty.
Just like in the storybook, he has a gambling father, a sick mother, a younger sister who goes to school, and a guy who works three jobs a day and has just been dumped by his school beauty girlfriend.
In other words, Fang Ruotang could clearly see the fatigue on these men.
Although the national strength of Northern Liang and Western Zhou was weaker than that of Dayong, the two countries combined were stronger than Dayong. Otherwise, there would not have been a three-way standoff. In less than half a year, the four of them joined forces to destroy the two countries. The hardships they endured are unimaginable.
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