Tan Yurong said: "Sister Xiyue is really not simple! It's the same as the ancients... It's almost time to eat the guts, if you hold on for a while, I won't let you die here. ”

This is what is said, just want them to die here, how can Zhang Xiyue not hear it? said: "Sister Tan, please relax, my life is very hard!"

The prince is a little moody, even if my sister wants to help us, be careful, don't annoy the prince, if you have any accidents, we will have no chance. ”

"Haha... Giggles..."Tan Yurong let out a burst of laughter and said proudly: "Thank you, Sister Xiyue, for reminding me, how can I and the prince be the original match, what accidents can there be with the old husband and wife?"

And I am also the concubine of the ancestor Hongwu Emperor, and this title will only rise and not fall in my lifetime, so my sister doesn't have to worry about me. ”

"That's good, but there is a case in everything, Sister Tan better be careful. From ancient times to the present, there are many people who have lost the world, let alone the imperial concubine. ”

"My sister is too worried, you better finish this meal first... I asked the kitchen to add more oil and water, and I can't eat this clear soup with little water! ”

Zhang Xiyue sat down, ate a bite of rice and a mouthful of vegetables, and deliberately chirped, "It tastes good, do you want to taste it?" ”

Tan Yurong's face turned pale with anger, and he said coldly: "I've eaten... Yuan Zhongyu, you come out with me. "Then he went out of the room.

Zhang Xiyue and Yin Xiaotao were quite surprised, Fang Zhongyue rolled his eyes, and said silently: "I'll take a look."

When he went out of the room, he saw that Tan Yurong had already walked twenty steps away, and Li Yanzi and the two maids were waiting far away.

Fang Zhongyue followed and asked, "The imperial concubine has something to do with me?"

Tan Yurong turned back to look him up and down a few times, and then asked, "Where is your home?" What does a father do? ”

I don't know why she suddenly asked these Fang Zhongyue was more and more suspicious, and she couldn't help but answer, so she had to say: "Back to the imperial concubine, my family was originally from Huaibei, and my father was a private school gentleman who died on the way to escape."

"Oh... So you have nothing to do with the Zhang family? ”

"Yes, no relatives and no reason."

"Well, let me ask you, you wrote those manuscripts of the Analects, right?" Tan Yurong asked, "It's in the building in front..."

Fang Zhongyue's brain was racing, although his words were taught by his father, but the fonts of the two people were different, it was impossible to judge his identity from this, and it was easy to find out that he wrote it, "Back to the imperial concubine, it was written by a villain." ”

"That's true... You are very knowledgeable! Don't you feel too aggrieved to be a servant with such a talent? ”

Fang Zhongyue sniffed out some scents and replied, "I was not a rich businessman from a family, so I have nothing to be wronged about."

Tan Yurong smiled and said, "People go to high places and water flows to low places, don't you want to have a background in the future if you are so talented?"

"The words of the Imperial Princess... The villain doesn't understand. ”

"Come and follow me! I'll ask the prince to give you a background, and if you get it, you can be a big and small official. ”

Fang Zhongyue smiled slightly, "The villain thanked the imperial concubine first. ”

"I guess you'll agree," Tan Yurong said: "Follow me to have a way out, and Zhang Xiyue has only a dead end, let's go!" ...