C41 What I Want Is Freedom!

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Wang Zizhao immediately saw Tang who was hiding his laughter in the crowd. He instructed the butler, "Pack up the house next to mine and give it to the son of the Tang family. I can't leave him now."

... "" Tang Yue blinked. He couldn't believe that his freedom had been restricted by just one sentence.

He could not refute it.

Wang Zizhao was not Hu Jinpeng. He could allow him to refuse. His casual words were like an imperial decree to others.

What did he mean by "golden mouth and jade words"? That was it.

"Yes." The butler bowed and replied.

Tang Yue moved his lips and looked around. He decided not to embarrass him for the time being.

Wang Zizhao glanced at the imperial physicians present. "I'll have to trouble all of you today, doctor. I'm doing very well now. Everyone, please return. One month later, this king will send someone to welcome all of you, to witness a miracle together!"

"Yes." In front of Wang Zizhao, these old doctors could not be arrogant anymore.

As for what they were thinking and whether or not a miracle would happen, Tang Yue didn't know.

Tang Yue's mood was a little complicated. He really couldn't learn this kind of superior aura. He solved the problem with just a few words.

Wang Zizhao might be a patient lying on the bed, but when he appeared, he felt that even the chirping of birds around him had become softer. It was unknown whether this powerful aura was born or cultivated.

If he had such a son, he would probably wake up laughing even in his dreams.

Wait! Why did he think of his son? This thing had nothing to do with him.

"Why are you in a daze? Follow me!" Wang Zizhao glanced at him when he passed by, warning him.

Tang Yue subconsciously lifted his heels, but he reacted after taking two steps. I'm not your servant. Why should I go east if you want me to go east?

However, even though he thought so, his feet still firmly followed Wang Zizhao.

When he walked out of the yard, he took advantage of the lack of people around him and asked softly, "Hey, let's discuss it first. I'll come over during the day and go back to my house at night, okay?"

Wang Zizhao closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

"You can only lie down now. You can't do anything. It's the same if I'm here or not." Could it be that he wanted to stay in Prince Zhao's Mansion and have fun with the other party?

Wang Zizhao continued to ignore him.

"The consultation fee I want does not include day and night care. Furthermore, I am a doctor, not a nurse!" Tang Yue was also forced to be a little angry.

Wang Zizhao raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently. He said lightly, "Then increase the consultation fee."

Ah, hello. What I want is not money! What I want is freedom!

Tang Yue knew he could not talk about freedom with a future emperor. He could only hang his head down and sympathize with Tang Yue. "I have my family waiting for me to go home for dinner."

"My parents? Where did they come from?" Hu Jinpeng interrupted.

Tang Yue glared at him. "All seven of our sisters are waiting to be fed. Aren't they all younger than me?"

Hu Jinpeng couldn't hold back his laughter, "Don't tell me you're not in Yueyang Marquis's Mansion and you're still eating and wearing them?"

"That's not what I said. They are used to eating my dishes."

"Eh? So it is true that the rumors about young master from Yueyang Marquis's family have good culinary skills?" Hu Jinpeng looked Tang Yue up and down. The light in his eyes made Tang Yue have a bad feeling.

Wang Zizhao also turned his head to look at him. His eyes were full of malice, which made Tang Yue feel cold all over.

"You two..." Tang Yue looked at these two privileged people with caution. He had the urge to run away immediately if they dared to make an undeserved request.

"Go to Yueyang Marquis's Mansion and inform them that Tang Xiaolang will temporarily lend it to me. Send three good chefs to take care of this family." Wang Zizhao thought, No matter how good your cooking is, can it be better than the chefs in the Imperial Residence?

Tang Yue was helpless. If these words were to spread to Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, he would not be able to go back. His cheap father would definitely personally send him to Prince Zhao's Mansion.

He had a feeling that... His cheap dad must be Wang Zizhao's fan! Although his performance was not obvious.

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[Little Theater]..." "I... I... I don't know what you're talking about, but I... I... I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what you mean.

Wang Zizhao asked, "I heard you know how to cook."

Tang Yue replied, "Of course. "But it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Wang Zizhao said, "How could it have nothing to do with you? A good wife is the most important thing. She has to go to the kitchen and cook well."

Tang Yue: And then?"

Wang Zizhao said, "Congratulations on passing the first test."

Tang Yue said, "D * mn! What kind of test is this? How come I don't know?"

Wang Zizhao said, "It's enough that I know."

Tang Yue was speechless.