Mrs. Zong's heart trembled and her scalp tingled when she found that Zong He looked at her with such a cold and terrifying look. She hadn't seen her son for several years. She didn't expect that Zong He was almost two heads taller than her. His aura was no longer as weak as before, and he was no longer a child that she could control.
The maid beside her whispered: "Madam, don't forget, before you come..."
The maid was about to speak but stopped herself, but Madam Zong understood what she meant and told her not to forget what the Queen had told her before she came.
Mrs. Zong took a deep breath and said coldly, "I'm not here to quarrel with you. I've become more open-minded since you got sick. I just want to see you." Mrs. Zong's expression gradually softened, and she looked at Zong He with resentment, "You didn't come to see me after you woke up. I'm your mother, and you're my biological child!"
There was a flash of mockery in Zong He's eyes, and he said "hmm" indifferently, remaining unmoved.
Tang Wan shook his head. Zong He's "hmm" was really irritating. He reluctantly went to pour tea for Mrs. Zong. If Mrs. Zong really regretted it and wanted to improve her relationship with Zong He, and stopped making trouble and disturbing their lives, Tang Wan thought it was acceptable. After all, she was Zong He's biological mother. Filial piety was the most important virtue. The word "filial piety" weighed on his head, and it was Zong He who was in trouble. At worst, they could send the materials to each other in the future, and they would not meet, and no one would disturb each other.
Tang Wan brought the tea to the table. Madam Zong looked at him again, hiding the disgust in her eyes, but not hiding the arrogance in her tone, "What is your background? What does your family do?"
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows, thinking that this really looked down on him. He was not a gigolo. He relied on the support of the Zong family to survive. Why should he be so humiliated? Tang Wan put the tea on the table, and did not mean to please him. He said lightly: "I don't know. I lost my memory. Before I married Zong He, I was begging on the garbage planet. Drink tea, I made it myself. This tea is so fragrant. I have never seen it before."
Madam Zong frowned, almost jumping up in anger at Tang Wan's words. She could no longer stand being in the same space with Tang Wan, a stranger who came from nowhere, let alone drinking the tea he served. Looking at Tang Wan's serious look, Madam Zong even suspected that he was deliberately disgusting her.
Tang Wan curled the corners of his mouth. This old lady is actually not difficult to deal with.
Zong He pulled Tang Wan to his side, put one arm around his waist, picked up the teacup with the other hand, and threw it into the trash can. What he meant was, don't spoil her, if she doesn't give him face, he doesn't want to give her a drink.
Tang Wan understood why Zong He said that he could make his mother cry. Mrs. Zong was so angry that her face turned pale. Zong He's ability to make people angry was really amazing.
When Madam Zong saw that Zong He was obviously trying to protect Tang Wan and support Tang Wan, and didn't take her as a mother seriously, she was so angry that her whole body was shaking, "Are you really going to go against me?"
Zong He raised his chin, hugged Tang Wan tightly, and asked provocatively: "So what if it is, so what if it is not? There is no point in communicating with you."
The relationship between them was so weak that there was no need to talk about it. He raised her and gave her the favor of giving birth to him. For the sake of her mother, he didn't care about how she treated him before. He had done his best. Now she was pointing fingers at his family and criticizing his partner. Zong He felt that he had given face to his cousin, the emperor, by not sending someone to drive her out.
Madam Zong's eyes were red, and she slammed the table fiercely, "I don't agree with your marriage. There are several people whose personalities are suitable for you, whose status is also worthy of you, and who can help you in all aspects in the future. You don't marry them, but marry such a person with unknown origins. Are you crazy!"
Tang Wan sighed. The clay Buddha still had some earthy qualities. He was not happy to be insulted like this. Your Highness the Princess must not know what it means that a man who acts like a spoiled child has the best fate, and what it means that a husband should follow his lead!
Tang Wan leaned on Zong He's shoulder with grievance, raised her head and looked at Zong He's profile with admiration, and purred like a spoiled cat, "Honey, are you crazy because of me? I just jumped out of a garbage planet, I have no status, I can't speak or socialize, I don't even have a diploma, God, I'm illiterate!"
Zong He's breath was choked, and his whole body was stiff. He lowered his head and looked at his partner who was lying in his arms and was so obedient that he could do whatever he wanted. He knew that Tang Wan did it on purpose, but he couldn't help but feel hot blood rushing to his head. His face turned cold and he said seriously: "I don't need anyone else's help, you are enough for me."
So domineering!
Tang Wan was moved and held Zong He's face and kissed him passionately, "I love you~"
Madam Zong was so angry that she was shaking all over, her chest heaving violently. The maid following behind her turned pale with fear and kept pinching her shoulders, wishing she could kneel down to Zong He and Tang Wan. If they provoked her a few more times, Madam Zong would pass away from anger.
Zong He's eyes were still cold and emotionless, with no intention of backing down.
Tang Wan blinked his eyes, his face full of provocation. I have nothing. You dislike me, but your son doesn't. So what? Are you going to bite me?
Mrs. Zong finally managed to catch her breath, but when she saw Tang Wan's look, her head buzzed again. She pointed at Tang Wan, who was lying in Zong He's arms and couldn't even stand properly, and asked Zong He angrily: "What do you like about him? How is this different from a vixen who seduces men into committing crimes?!"
Zong He praised expressionlessly: "He is good-looking! He also likes cats!"
Tang Wan nodded obediently, and meowed shamelessly: "Yeah! I'm good-looking, I can act like a spoiled child, and I don't have the reserve of an aristocrat at all, and that's what he likes about me!"
After saying this, Tang Wan couldn't help but bury his face in Zong He's neck and shoulders, unable to help laughing. Madam Zong, the noble princess, would never have thought that there would be such a shameless person like him in the world. She should not be so angry that she fainted.
Zong He looked down at Tang Wan. He had never seen him so naughty before. He was so pleasing to the eye that he couldn't get enough of him. Tang Wan blinked quietly and looked at Zong He in shock. He couldn't help but smile with his eyes bent.
Madam Zong was so angry that she nearly passed out. The maidservants were so frightened that they hurriedly massaged her back and pinched her head.
Tang Wan was not finished yet. After holding back his laughter, he turned his head and said to Madam Zong in a proud and arrogant manner, "I love him. Don't think of breaking us up. You don't know what I do, right? I sell my face online. I have hundreds of millions of fans. If you break us up, I will go online and cry for you, the vicious mother-in-law. I will cry beautifully. They will all scold you. That's not good."
Madam Zong covered her chest, her heart aching with anger, and gnashed her teeth as she said, "If you like this kind of people, you can raise a few! How can such a person be a member of the Zong family! He is still trying to sell his face!"
Zong He looked at Tang Wan without moving his eyes away, "Why raise him? I can't sell him, and he's still a lot to eat. Having him is enough for me."
"You..." Mrs. Zong slammed the table several times and couldn't utter a word.
The maid nervously advised: "Master, please stop talking and don't really make the lady angry."
Tang Wan almost laughed out loud, and pinched Zong He's waist, telling him that it was enough. Calculating the age, the emperor's aunt is about the same age as the emperor, and her generation is lower than the current emperor. She is now considered an invincible woman. It should be the first time that she has been mad at them like this. However, if Zong He's wife is really mad at the Marshal's Mansion and rescued, it will be bad for Zong He's reputation if it gets out.
Zong He patted Tang Wan on the shoulder, telling him not to be afraid, and slowly told his mother: "If you want to see me, I will go back to see you every month, even for a meal, and we can pretend to be a loving mother and a filial son. We can let bygones be bygones for what you did in the past. If you still want to control me, make me follow the path you drew, or even want to control my current family, then let's forget about it."
Madam Zong couldn't help but catch her breath and her eyes turned red with anger. Tears fell uncontrollably. "You want to piss me off to death? Why did I give birth to such a wicked child like you? You don't want to be a noble, but you insist on being a soldier! I tell you, you must divorce this lowly person. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm your mother, how can I hurt you?!"
Zong He sneered: "It seems that there is still nothing to talk about. When your temper changes, we can talk about it again. Send her out."
Madam Zong's eyes turned cold, "Who dares?"
Zong He said indifferently: "If you don't leave, I will leave. I will go with him."
Mrs. Zong stood up angrily, "Come back here!"
Zong He was too lazy to pay attention to her. He took Tang Wan's hand and walked out.
Tang Wan looked back and told Madam Zong in all seriousness: "I kidnapped your son. From now on, our child will have my last name Tang. Thank you for giving birth to such a good son. It's really a blessing for me. Let me bow to you."
Even from a distance, Tang Wan still leaned his body and shrugged his shoulders, nodding in a very informal manner.
Mrs. Zong was so angry that she sat down this time. She didn't even have the strength to stand up. She had never seen a person like Tang Wan in her life! Zong He alone was enough to make her angry, and finding a demon-like partner was even more infuriating. "How could there be such a person! How could he! How could he!" Mrs. Zong was so angry that she couldn't breathe. She covered her chest, took a deep breath, and burst into tears.
Uncle Lin stood behind a pillar, leisurely eating melon seeds. Looking at Madam Zong's pale face and bloodless lips, he wished he would pass out from anger the next second. "Tell Doctor Qi to come quickly." Uncle Lin made arrangements quickly. He had great admiration for Tang Wan in his heart. Over the years, he had never seen anyone who had the courage to make Madam Zong so angry.
After getting on the aircraft, Zong He held Tang Wan in his arms, kissed him deeply on the forehead, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Tang Wan smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm not familiar with her. I treat everything she said as if it were from an outsider. You should be the one who suffers the most."
Zong He smiled sarcastically, "I'm used to it."
Tang Wan hugged Zong He's shoulders and silently comforted him. Zong He had experienced a life-and-death struggle and had been in a coma for three years, but his mother had not said a word of concern. He had been here for a year and had never heard that Zong He had a mother. When he came, he directly arranged for Zong He to divorce. He didn't know what his mother was thinking.
But this beating made her very angry. The other party should have a headache every time she sees him in the future and should be well behaved for a while.
After the aircraft left home, it kept hovering over the terrain. The two stared at each other for a while, then both smiled. Tang Wan asked, "Do you want to elope with me? Or do you want me to elope with you?"
Zong He pinched the ring on Tang Wan's hand and said, "Take me with you. I really have no money."
Tang Wan immediately puffed out his chest and said excitedly: "I have money! I can make money to support you!"
Zong He licked the corner of his mouth and moved closer to Tang Wan. "Before I let you raise me, I have one more thing I want to confirm. You just said that you love me. Is that true?"
Tang Wan smiled, held the other's face, and kissed him on the lips. He rested his forehead against Zong He's eyebrows and asked with disdain, "Silly, what do you think?"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Wan was pressed down on his seat and kissed until he couldn't breathe.
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The parties involved had all left, and there was no point for Mrs. Zong to sit here and be angry. After they left, she went straight to the palace and cried to her nephew, the emperor.
His Majesty was also in a headache. This young aunt was about the same age as him, but she was older than him and was superior to him. He couldn't say anything to her, so he could only coax her patiently. Then His Majesty got annoyed and slipped away quietly, making an excuse that he had something to do, leaving the queen with a helpless look on her face.
The queen also had a headache, and she elegantly poured tea for Madam Zong, "Aunt, stop crying, drink some tea and calm down."
Mrs. Zong wiped her tears and sighed, looking sad.
The queen advised: "My cousin has grown up. You can't do this. You have to listen to him and use roundabout tactics."
Madam Zong glared and asked sarcastically, "I listen to him? He is my child, why should I listen to him?"
The queen was not in a hurry. She sipped her tea leisurely, her gestures elegant and noble, and she was quite calm. "Because you can no longer control him, and he won't listen to you obediently. Compared with ordinary mothers and sons, you don't even have the most basic mother-son affection. If you don't find a way to win his heart back now, you won't even be able to be mother and son in the future."
The Queen's words were a bit disrespectful to Madam Zong, but she couldn't say anything because this was the truth.
"Let him like whoever he likes. Commoners are commoners. There is nothing wrong with being commoners. Nobility is just a title now. Everyone is equal before the law. Nobles also have the obligation to pay taxes, and commoners also have the right to be protected. You cannot look down on commoners."
Fu Zongren retorted indignantly, "That little goblin is not a commoner, he is a pariah from the Garbage Planet! You know that people born there are the descendants of criminals who were exiled there, and they have dirty blood flowing in their bodies. Their children will also have the blood of pariahs. I don't allow the descendants of the Zong family to have the blood of pariahs!"
The queen said calmly: "Well, you can't even be mother and son, you can only be enemies."
"That little devil! Not only is he...he!" Mrs. Zong felt so angry when she thought of Tang Wan's tone, the words he said, and the way he acted coquettishly towards Zong He. "Not only does he have the blood of a low-class person, he doesn't even have any manners! He is just a little devil who seduces men! He is so coquettish even though he looks like that! He! He! I am so angry!"
The queen narrowed her eyes and sighed helplessly. This mother really didn't understand her son. How could a person like Zonghe fall in love with a little goblin who only knew how to act coquettishly to seduce men? If he was really so superficial, he would have found countless goblins, and he wouldn't have found a partner until he was almost thirty years old.
After Madam Zong left, the emperor secretly came back and asked his wife, "Did she send her away?"
"Let's go!" The queen smiled helplessly. "My cousin has a stubborn temper. He doesn't listen to his mother. He really pissed his mother off. His friend is not one to be pissed off either. The couple teamed up to make my aunt cry. This time he was really wronged and came to us to cry."
"Pfft!" His Majesty chuckled a few times, "Invite them to your house for dinner when you have time. We haven't seen them for such a long time." After saying this, His Majesty was also worried, "This mother and son are not going to get along. When Zong He was a child, he didn't want to listen to her when he couldn't resist. Later, he became rebellious and simply didn't listen. He was almost beaten to death by his mother. After his uncle passed away, his aunt must have gone a little crazy. Fortunately, they don't live together, otherwise, Tang..."
"Tang Wan."
"Yes, that child won't live more than three days. His last name is Tang? Doesn't that mean he's from the same family as my eldest daughter-in-law?"
The queen twisted her husband's waist in annoyance and said, "Call her Crown Princess! Don't call her daughter-in-law! If someone hears, it will affect your majesty's dignity."
His Majesty the Emperor held his waist, grimacing in pain, "Yes, yes, you are right! Let the eldest son go and see how his cousin is doing, and invite them to dinner at home."
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After wandering around outside for a while, Tang Wan pulled Zong He to a custom clothing store. Nowadays, small shops have disappeared. The only ones that still exist are well-known large stores, and the quality of the clothes they make is also guaranteed. "Go and order a few sets of clothes for you to wear at home."
Zong He refused, "No, it's not proper."
"Who is not serious?" Tang Wan was amused. How could not wearing a military uniform make him not serious? He looked at Zong He's formal military uniform and felt tired for him. "No normal person wears a military uniform at home. Are we not serious?"
Zong He frowned. In the minds of soldiers, if there was someone like Tang Wan who dared to go against him, he would have been dragged out for drill eight hundred times. Unfortunately, Tang Wan was delicate and tender, and he couldn't bear to see him suffer any injustice. He couldn't let Tang Wan suffer any injustice, so he could only "suffer" it himself. He patiently tugged at Tang Wan's clothes and said, "Yours is not decent."
Tang Wan looked at himself and asked, "Why are my clothes not decent?"
Zong He buttoned up the top button of his shirt with a cold face, "The button is not fastened properly, the collar is too big, and the waist is low."
Tang Wan's mouth twitched. "Whatever you want me to wear, it should be normal, okay? Normal people dress like this. I'm dressed very tightly! I'm not shirtless yet!"
Zong He glared, "Are you crazy?"
Tang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Judging from the other person's expression, he might really be crazy. He understood that going shirtless was immoral!
Zong He patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Dress properly when you go out, but you can be more casual at home. It's not wrong to be shirtless. In the bedroom, draw the curtains and close the door, then you can be shirtless."
Tang Wan held his forehead with his hand. Standing at the door of someone else's store, discussing the issue of going shirtless so seriously, this was really crazy!
Zong He softened his heart. "Forget it. I'll just order you a set of military uniforms. They're warm in winter and cool in summer. They wrap you up tightly and can protect you from damage."
Tang Wan quickly shook his head, he didn’t want it!
"I'm not a soldier, I can't wear it."
"You're a military family member, you have privileges."
"Is this where my privilege is used?"
"It is said that there is a Military Family Day every year, and you can get discounts when buying things."
Tang Wan nodded. The last one seemed more practical.
At this time, Zong He asked, "You don't have fur, will you be cold in winter? How about I make you a fur coat?"
"Calm down!!!" A huge bear suddenly popped up in Tang Wan's mind, the kind that was so fat that it could not be pulled!
Zong He raised the corner of his mouth and was finally amused by Tang Wan's reaction.
Tang Wan then realized that the big cat was teasing him!
Tang Wan also laughed, "Are you a black-hearted person?"
At this time, a flying machine happened to pass by, and a white-haired old man happened to see Tang Wan standing at the door. Zong He had his back to him, so he couldn't see Zong He's face, but he could see Tang Wan's smiling face clearly. The old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at Tang Wan's familiar face with wide eyes in shock, and his face instantly lost color. He trembled and said to the young attendant behind him: "Go back home, go back home now."
The attendant was surprised, "Mr. Lian, did you lose something? I'll ask someone to bring it over."
"No," the old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "I want to see the Duke now, go back!"
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