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Although Zhen Puyang is willing to read the book he gave, the headache is that this prince is still difficult to get along with.
In the days that followed, he unscrupulously brought his youthful nature to the extreme, and if he was told to go east, he would go west, as if deliberately trying to annoy him and make him unhappy.
Afterwards, he'd stare into his sullen eyes with interest, and laugh viciously.
After Helang realized that he was not so childish, he was helpless and couldn't help laughing, and then he couldn't get angry when he deliberately talked back.
If you don't come, I will come. Since Zhen Puyang is not enthusiastic about reading, he will take the initiative to step forward and let him get used to his approach.
On this day, as soon as he entered Zhen Puyang's Changle Palace, he heard familiar voices, mixed with a woman's sobbing and begging for mercy.
Startled, Helang hurried in to have a look.
Zhen Puyang seemed to have just gotten up, his clothes were disheveled, his black hair was loose, and there was a woman kneeling at his feet, with tears streaming down his face, kowtowing unceasingly, I felt sorry for him.
Facing the woman's begging for mercy, Zhen Puyang did not change his expression, instead he was afraid that he would be touched by her, and there was disgust in his quiet eyes, and he was about to kick down, "Pickling things-get out."
Helang couldn't help shouting: "Nonsense—"
Zhen Puyang hesitated for a moment, stopped his movements, looked at Helang dissatisfied, and was also surprised that he came so early.
Sighing a little at his recklessness, Herran walked over, asking what happened.
Zhen Puyang remained silent and turned his head blankly.
Seeing that Helang might be his life-saving straw, the kneeling maid hurriedly knelt down to his feet, kowtowed a few times, and said hastily, "When this servant tied His Highness's hair, I accidentally offended His Majesty—Please help my servant, my lord." !"
If it was normal, she would not have dared to speak, but it was about her life, she had no other way out, so she had to turn to Taifu for help.
He Lang listened, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. If the servant did something wrong, he would be fined. Why did Zhen Puyang let someone kill her directly after listening to the maid? He used to be so violent, taking the lives of other people to vent his anger when things went wrong
He was full of pity for the maid, and helped her up.
Seeing this, Zhen Puyang sneered, and stared at the two with general disgust, as if Helang had done something to annoy him.
Helang was not afraid of his gaze, and looked back generously, "I never thought that His Highness is such a person who doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade."
He does not regard himself as his servant, or courtier, but as his husband.
Facing his bad habits of deceiving others, he naturally had to stand up and help him change them little by little.
However, Zhen Puyang was arrogant and arrogant, and snorted coldly, "In the eyes of His Highness, they are all slaves."
In his eyes, regardless of gender, the world is generally low.
"..."
This kind of overbearing speech was terrifying, Helang frowned and stared at him, his eyes turned cold.
He knew that the prince had a bad temper, and only today did he truly feel the aloofness and arrogance that belonged to the crown prince. This is far from the benevolent gentleman in his mind.
Helang didn't speak, just looked over like this, Zhen Puyang actually had a feeling of scalp tightening, but he didn't want to touch his face, so he insisted on saying in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness teaches the servant, can you control it?"
Helang heard it quite harshly, but he also softened his tone, as if he was treating a child: "I am Your Highness's tutor, you should call me Mr. I don't think I need to teach Your Highness any more?"
Who would have thought that the young man would be rebellious, so he only replied softly: "Are you worthy?"
The disrespectful words fell lightly into Helang's ears, as if they had slapped him hard.
I have to say that this sentence is really too much, not only arrogant, but also disrespectful to him.
If it has always been like this, if you don't want to listen to his words, and don't change your bad roots, how can he talk about teaching and supporting
This demon king in chaos has the qualifications to be rebellious, and he can ignore anyone, but this does not mean that Helang is willing to have his dignity trampled on.
A little bit of anger in Helang's heart suddenly settled down, and instead of disappearing, it surged secretly.
His mood was even a little too quiet, with a silencing indifference.
Since he came to this world, it can be said that Zhen Puyang has always been the direction of his heart. He thinks day and night how to make Zhen Puyang more sensible, and what books to read to make him more intellectual.
Besides, in Zhen Puyang's body, he can always vaguely see the shadow of He Zheng when he was a teenager, they are all the same arrogant and pretentious, he thought that such a prickly child would have an extremely soft heart.
These days, it can be said that he has gradually shifted his heart to Zhen Puyang, and the tenderness in his eyes is all the high hopes placed on him.
But he didn't know that this child didn't regard him as a husband, but a courtier, even a slave.
This inevitably made him disheartened. Could it be that the prince couldn't perceive half of his intentions
He turned back and forth in his heart, but finally decided to retreat instead of advancing, and bowed respectfully, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes were filled with cold alienation.
"I'm not worthy to be your highness's husband, so please ask someone else to be wise, your highness."
Zhen Puyang raised his lower eyelids and looked at him in disbelief.
Helang turned around and continued: "The books and pendants taken from me, as well as the calligraphy, painting and ink treasures I gave to the students, please return them within today."
He wanted to settle with Zhen Puyang, as if he wanted to draw a clean line. He was no longer his student, so naturally he had no reason to take his personal belongings.
Zhen Puyang clenched his fists, and the depression in his heart suddenly accumulated. He couldn't tell whether it was anger or panic, and he cursed secretly, why is this person so stingy? Do you have to worry about such worthless things with him
Besides—he likes those things so much, so don't give them back to him!
He has always punished his servants as he pleases, no one has ever dared to stop him, so why does he have to restrain himself? Even the mother and concubine had never been so busy.
Moreover, he just said it casually, why is this person so noble
Seeing his cold appearance, he felt uncomfortable. This person is not willing to teach him anymore. Which prince is he going to teach
Seeing that Zhen Puyang's complexion changed again and again, Helang nodded slightly, he couldn't tell whether it was a sigh or a sarcasm, "His Royal Highness is blessed, the grand master has just written notes on the document, and now I have some free time." This implies that Zhen Puyang, his The next gentleman is likely to be Grand Master Bowen.
Speaking of Grand Master Bowen, he is a gray-haired sixtieth old man who is proficient in various academics and has an unparalleled enthusiasm for learning. He hates people who do not respect learning the most in his life, and has a bad temper.
Moreover, the emperor was taught by him when he was young, and he respected him very much. The previous princes were trained by the Bowen grand master because of their naughtiness, and their palms were smashed. The emperor also very much agreed with the grand master's approach.
If Zhen Puyang falls into his hands and is still unwilling to restrain his temper, the result can be imagined.
I just don't know if the emperor will pamper him so much and pamper him in front of Grand Master Bowen.
Zhen Puyang's heart was full of alarm bells, and that stern face appeared in his mind, and he immediately frowned in disgust. He didn't want his father to invite some old man to come over and teach him.
After Helang said what he said, he didn't miss it anymore, and he was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves.
Zhen Puyang panicked and called out to Helang.
The speed of Helang's leaving didn't slow down, Zhen Puyang caught up with him through gritted teeth, even though there was a gloom in his chest, he still hurriedly shouted "Sir, don't go."
Finally got his "Sir", Helang stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly, and gave him a sideways glance, as if he didn't hear clearly, but he still didn't want to turn around and go back.
Zhen Puyang had no choice but to repeat, trying to make himself look more willing, and said forcefully: "Sir."
Helang got his wish, he couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a light smile, the early spring sun seemed to be reflected in his pupils, even like treating a child, he gently praised, "Good boy."
Zhen Puyang frowned, and a subtle feeling surged in his heart. The turbulence of this emotion swept across his atrium and filled his heart firmly. He was speechless for a while, and he didn't know What kind of posture should I take to face his tenderness.
He thought he would hate it, but in fact, this feeling is not disgusting, after careful brewing, it seems that it still has a sweet taste.
The dissatisfaction with bowing his head for others for the first time gradually dissipated, and his mood finally calmed down a lot. He couldn't help but want to see what kind of different emotions he had never seen before.
Lips opened and closed, Zhen Puyang called out again somehow. "Sir, don't be angry." There was joy in his tone that he didn't realize
Helang shivered slightly, thinking that the child was acting like a spoiled child to him, but seeing his pretentious look, he dismissed his thoughts again. Knowing that he was willing to compromise this step, Helang was very pleased, and the smile in his eyes couldn't stop deepening.
Zhen Puyang felt a thrill of success in his heart. Sure enough, the man had a better smile.
There seemed to be surprise in his smile, and his Yingying eyes looked over, so focused, Zhen Puyang felt for the first time that being this person's student was not bad.
But this person looks wise and smart, but he is still stupid inside. Just such an insignificant title, does it make him happy? Zhen Puyang hummed in his heart.
After He Lang intervened, Zhen Puyang lost the intention of training his slaves, so he waved his hand impatiently and told her to go away.
Knowing that it was Taifu He's contribution, the maid kowtowed excitedly to thank him.
After He Lang received a few big gifts from her, he sent her away, and this trivial matter was nothing more than that.
After saving someone's life, Helang's initial depression dissipated, and he secretly rejoiced for his success.
Little did he know that Zhen Puyang stared at him, thinking proudly in his heart that as long as he showed a cute appearance, the Tai Tuo would be completely controlled by him, and if this continued, sooner or later he would be in his hands.
Helang noticed his sizing up and smiled back slightly.
Who can tell what will happen in the future. Who controls whom is not so absolute.
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