Fang Ruotang recognized the person, and her face immediately turned into a kaleidoscope of colors.
"Why do you act like a street performer?"
"There's no other way; we have to strive for improvement. After all, the competition is so fierce, and the environment is so harsh. If we don't work hard, we won't even get the soup, let alone the meat."
The image of the young prince waving his hand seductively, inviting Fang Ruotang to come and play, instantly reminded her of male prostitutes and courtesans. After all, there were such scenes in the TV dramas that Xiao Jingzi had shown her.
She glanced at the young prince, then at the other five houses, and the thought of six men standing at the door waving handkerchiefs at her, all vying for her, was unbearable, sending a chill down her spine.
"You...be normal!"
Fang Ruotang took a step back in fear.
The young prince raised an eyebrow, gently stroked his jade-like face with his other hand, and asked with a charming smile, "I don't look good like this, don't you like it?"
Fang Ruotang looked at the young prince, who was clearly dressed up today. It wasn't that she didn't like him; after all, who doesn't like beautiful things, especially since Fang Ruotang was a sucker for good looks.
She felt that the young prince was like a demon in the Spider Cave, trying to lure her, this piece of Tang Monk's flesh, into the cave and then devour her.
"Where did you learn these brothel styles?" Fang Ruotang asked with a puzzled look.
The young prince was handsome, but his behavior was not dissolute. He was always lazy and unconcerned, but he did not lose the dignity of a royal. At this moment, although his eyes were clear, his behavior had a touch of worldliness.
Do you like it?
The young prince swayed his hips as he walked up to Fang Ruotang.
Fang Ruotang covered her eyes with one hand and refused with the other, saying, "Be normal, you're scaring me."
"What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll eat you up?" The young prince leaned closer and teased.
Fang Ruotang's face darkened. "Don't say such strange things."
[Little Mirror, are you sure the young prince is also your master? I feel like he's not on the same level as the crown prince and the other five. Are you sure you're not mistaken?]
Little Mirror: ...
Difficult to evaluate!
He was somewhat reluctant to acknowledge this master.
The young prince straightened up instantly, looking just like a soldier being inspected by a general. He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing eight perfect teeth, and his smile was clean and bright, without a trace of his former seductive charm.
"you……?"
"I was just kidding!"
The young prince realized he had misdirected his efforts again and was somewhat discouraged, but he was used to it. He quickly raised his head and asked again with renewed fighting spirit, "What are you doing? I'll join you?"
Fang Ruotang nodded and looked at the wide-open door behind the young prince, asking with some confusion, "Why did you open this house?"
"I chose this house and had someone open the door for me." The young prince smiled and said directly, "After all, who knows when you'll remember to give it to me."
Fang Ruotang felt a little embarrassed. She had indeed forgotten about it. After all, all six men knew of each other's existence, so whether or not the mansion was given away was no longer important; it had lost its original meaning.
"So you've chosen this house?"
"That's right! When you come to this street to see us, the first thing you'll do is pass by my house, so I can easily kidnap you."
The young prince made no attempt to hide his cunning.
Upon hearing this, Fang Ruotang's pupils widened slightly, and she also felt a little embarrassed.
She picked at her fingers, wanting to say that she wasn't someone who could be easily kidnapped, but seeing Ye Wuxia beside her, she didn't feel confident saying it.
From two people to three, and now to four.
They went to Ye Wuxia's residence together. Compared to the other five residences, this one was much better prepared. The mansion was equipped with stewards and servants, and the owners could move in at any time.
"Master, Lord."
The butler came up to greet him.
This title drew the attention of the group, and it was the first time Fang Ruotang had ever heard it.
The young prince teased, "What's going on here?"
Ye Wuxia pointed at Fang Ruotang bluntly and bluntly: "The master of this mansion."
Then she pointed to herself and said, "My master's husband, or simply my lord."
Ye Wuxia had also carefully considered the issue of how servants should address her. He didn't privately want his servants to address Fang Ruotang as "Madam," but he felt that Fang Ruotang might not like that title.
Or perhaps she wouldn't care, wouldn't mind, but ultimately, a title she used to attach herself to him couldn't possibly enter her heart, so she came up with this one.
Seeing the joyful expression on Fang Ruotang's face now, he felt that he had done the right thing.
The young prince seemed to be thinking, "You can play it like this?"
He had a look of great understanding on his face, his eyes wide with amazement.
Prince An did not speak, but he clearly had a learned expression.
Only Fang Ruotang, after a moment of surprise, found the title particularly pleasant to hear and immediately praised Ye Wuxia.
"You're good, you're very good."
Ye Wuxia wanted to laugh, but felt helpless.
Fang Ruotang wore an expression of complete satisfaction, as if a leader was praising a subordinate after an inspection—straightforward and devoid of any emotion.
After touring the new house and looking at the master bedroom, Fang Ruotang had nothing to complain about. It was basically decorated according to her preferences, and the common items used in the house were also things she liked.
Every detail shows that Ye Wuxia put a lot of thought into it.
She thought for a moment and said to Ye Wuxia, "I really like this new home. We can come back to live here often in the future."
Ye Wuxia looked at Fang Ruotang with tender eyes. It was worth it for him to make her satisfied, and he made time to supervise the progress no matter how busy or tired he was.
"After our wedding, I will move here and wait for you. If you miss me, come and see me here." Ye Wuxia said this with utmost tenderness.
Fang Ruotang stared at him blankly, her heart suddenly softening, thinking how wonderful Ye Wuxia was!
"I will come often."
Fang Ruotang made a promise while staring into Ye Wuxia's eyes.
Prince An chuckled, breaking the warm atmosphere between the two, and asked teasingly, "Come often? Do you come according to a schedule?"
"What timetable?" Fang Ruotang was a little confused.
Prince An said, "Have you forgotten? You said that you would have breakfast with the Crown Prince in the morning, then go for a walk with the Heir Apparent, then have lunch at my house, then play with the young prince in the afternoon, have dinner with General Huo in the evening, and finally go back to Minister Ye's house to rest."
Fang Ruotang's eyes widened in shock. She remembered how she had boasted so boldly back then, unaware that they could hear her thoughts, and now that Prince An was repeating it, her face turned bright red with embarrassment.
"No, what's wrong with your brain? How can you remember something like this so clearly?"
"How could I forget something that concerns my own well-being? However, there is one thing I must protest: the timetable cannot be the same every day, and the positions must be changed from time to time. After all, such a good thing as serving the emperor can't always be done by the same person, right?"
Prince An even had a hint of amusement in his eyes, showing no trace of the gloom caused by jealousy.
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