Rong Tang was stunned, his whole body was frozen.
It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he threw his hand back as if he had been burned.
But he didn't get rid of it.
Instead, because of the anger, walking, wind and sweat, he started to cough uncontrollably.
Shuangfu hurriedly came over to pat his back carefully, and handed him the handkerchief. Su Huaijing held his hand, and put it down after a moment. There was no abnormality in his expression, only a hint of doubt gathered between his eyebrows.
The shackles were loosened, Rong Tang coughed for a long time, and then he caught his breath. He looked over with a complicated expression, his eyes misty, and as he looked from a distance, there was a hint of resentment in his expression.
Su Huaijing found it interesting and twirled his fingers. He put aside the doubts that had arisen from his pulse and looked at him lovingly with a smile on his face. His expression was calm as he spoke: "Why, did the prince change his mind? Don't you want to marry me?"
Rong Tang choked: "... I'm willing to do that."
Su Huaijing was slightly startled, then his smile deepened. He took a step forward and gently but forcefully took the handkerchief that Rong Tang had used to cover his mouth. He lowered his eyes and glanced at it. There was no blood. "You don't want me to call you that?"
Shuangfu looked at his nose and his heart and dared not say a word. Rong Tang's expression gradually became complicated. Su Huaijing came closer, stared into his eyes and called out in a low voice: "Husband?"
Rong Tang: “…” Fuck!
Young Master Rong avoided the sight in a panic, turning his head so that only half of his face was facing Su Huaijing.
He felt like he was committing a crime.
To be fair, the villain is really good-looking. If he were in modern times, he would definitely be an expert at campus romance. If Rong Tang was gay, he could receive a love letter a day for a whole semester.
But that only applies to puppy love!
Even if couples in early love call each other "husband and wife" loudly, it is just talk. Everyone knows that it should not be taken seriously, but Dayu is different.
The legal marriage age in Dayu is 15 years old. Those who are more precocious at the age of 16 even have children. If the original owner was not mentally retarded and sickly, there is no guarantee that he might have had wives and concubines in the backyard when he traveled through time.
So when Su Huaijing called him "husband" twice, Rong Tang finally realized that he seemed to be acting like a hooligan.
He asked the system with despair: "What do you think if I change his name and ask him to call me dad?"
System: [Do you want to be the emperor? ]
Rong Tang: “…”
He thought about the old emperor who was turned into a human pig in the original text, and for a moment he couldn't tell which one was more fucked up.
He was struggling between his conscience and his conscience. Su Huaijing, who was sitting opposite him, quietly looked at the young master who turned his head away and did not dare to look at him. His skin had the unhealthy paleness that was often seen when he was sick, and when the sun shone on it, it looked a little transparent.
And this bit of transparency, slowly but truly happening, was replaced by an extremely light red in front of him.
The red color was too light, and if it was farther away, it might not be visible at all. But the base color was too white, and when it was revealed so clearly in front of Su Huaijing, it was as if a heart was being taken out and cut open for him to see.
Su Huaijing raised his eyebrows and became more puzzled.
Are you so easily shy
She remained calm when seeing him in the brothel, but her face turned red when he called her "husband" these two times
So... innocent
Su Huaijing's heart slowly overflowed with an indescribable emotion. He took a half step back, restrained his expression, tapped his fingertips uncontrollably on his side, and smiled, "Don't be upset, I won't scream anymore."
Rong Tang had used all his brain capacity on the princess today, and now his CPU was overloaded. He thought for a long time about how to answer him so as to appear less perverted, but Su Huaijing took the initiative to let him go.
Rong Tang was immediately happy!
Look! He is indeed his favorite kid!
She is so considerate, a hundred times better than the so-called male lead!!!
Rong Tang was happy, and he took advantage of the situation and said to Su Huaijing politely, "It's okay, you can call me whatever you want."
Su Huaijing swears to God that he had really been planning to let him go, but upon hearing that, his fingertips fluttered for a moment, and looking at the smile on the young master's face, he swallowed the promise he had just made for some reason.
"Then...thank you, husband, for helping me vent my anger."
He pronounced the two words extremely slowly and ambiguously, and they came out from between his teeth and landed in the spring breeze courtyard, carrying with them the fragrance of pear blossoms, as if the finest pear blossom white had been brewed. She bowed slightly and bent over to him in a false salute, her upward eyes as affectionate as the mist on a spring mountain.
Rong Tang surrendered immediately and begged for mercy from the bottom of his heart. On the one hand, he felt a little embarrassed, and on the other hand, he really didn't dare to let the future villain call him husband: "You can call me brother or my full name."
Su Huaijing smiled instantly. People with beautiful faces are particularly charming when they smile. She stood up and took half a step forward, standing with him, pointing her arm forward, motioning him to continue towards the yard.
Rong Tang was in a daze for a moment, and the moment he got closer, he suddenly realized that although Su Huaijing was two years younger than the original master, their heights were almost the same.
It was already very late when he met Su Huaijing in his previous life. At that time, Su Huaijing was much taller than him, and he had never looked at him from an equal perspective.
Just by looking at this silent yet slightly smiling face, no one could have imagined that this person would become a villain so crazy and mad that he wanted to destroy the entire world in the future.
Rong Tang felt a little distressed, but he didn't know what he was distressed about. Su Huaijing whispered something beside him, and Rong Tang subconsciously said "hmm".
After he finished, he turned around and said, "What did you say?"
In front of him was the courtyard where Su Huaijing lived in the Li Mansion. He led Rong Tang into the house and said, "I say, can I call you Tangtang?"
"Oh, sure." Rong Tang didn't care much. His name did sound cute. When he was in modern times, several roommates copied his homework and asked him to bring lunch, and they kept calling him "Tangtang, Tangtang". Rong Tang had long been used to it.
At least a thousand times better than 'husband'.
The next second, Su Huaijing smiled and said in a tone that was almost teasing, but Rong Tang could not find any evidence: "Then Brother Tangtang, please sit down for a while. I'll go boil a pot of water and make tea."
Rong Tang stared in amazement as Su Huaijing stepped out with a smile on his face. He was stunned for a long while and asked the system, "Is this the character setting of the villain?"
Tangtang is Tangtang! Brother is brother! What the hell is Brother Tangtang!
In his previous life, he had communicated with Su Huaijing several times. Although there were times when he was teased by him to the point of being speechless, he never knew that he could still call someone "Brother Tangtang" so freely.
[Sorry host, the system serves the protagonist. I don’t know the villain’s character that is not written in the original text.]
Rong Tang's mood suddenly became low. He said it was okay and told Shuangfu to put the lunch he brought on the table.
Liujinlou makes the best Jiangnan cuisine. Rong Tang has lived two more lives and has dined with Su Huaijing several times. Although he doesn't know his specific preferences, every time they meet at a Jiangnan restaurant, Su Huaijing would eat a little more frequently with his chopsticks.
The heat preservation effect of ancient food boxes was not very good, but it was not completely cold and was still warm when placed on the table.
So much so that when Su Huaijing lit the firewood and entered the house, and smelled the delicious aroma of food, he was in a trance for a moment.
Rong Tang sat at the table, with rice in his bowl and chopsticks aside, waiting quietly. When he saw him come back, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Have you had lunch? Will you have something with me?"
The Li family was very harsh to Su Huaijing. He was not allowed to eat at the big table in the dining room, and only one meal was delivered to the yard each day, at irregular times and in irregular quantities. Often, the servants would only remember to send him some leftovers after they had already eaten.
These days, due to the shortage of staff in the mansion and the fact that the young masters and young ladies were studying in Shangwen Pavilion, the servants had not delivered meals to his courtyard for a long time.
Even if he was stranded in the wilderness, he could survive by eating grass roots without batting an eyelid.
But now, seeing the table full of food and Rong Tang, who was looking at him expectantly with bright eyes like the little squirrel he saw in the paddock when he was a child, he frowned and subconsciously glanced back at the sun: "It's already three quarters past noon, you haven't eaten yet?"
Rong Tang: "My grandmother called me to the mansion this morning for questioning. I was delayed on the way and missed lunch. When I got back home, I thought you might not have eaten either, so I packed some food and came to find you."
He smiled and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Su Huaijing was silent for a while and shook his head: "No."
Shuangfu had already set the table for him. Su Huaijing had no idea what was going on as he sat down and looked at the dishes on the table one by one.
Surprisingly, it was not the popular dishes in Beijing, but Jiangnan cuisine.
By chance, Su Huaijing looked up at Rong Tang, as he liked it.
"You came from Shu, so you must be tired of spicy food. I am tired of the food in Beijing. After thinking it over, I think Jiangnan cuisine is the best. If you want to eat something else, we can go together next time."
Rong Tang took the initiative to explain, and when he saw him pick up the chopsticks, he finally started eating.
The young master must have been well-educated, and it was hard to tell that he had ever been stupid. He ate slowly, chewing his food carefully, but his speed was not slow, and the bowl was empty in a short while.
Su Huaijing hadn't finished half of his bowl yet, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw this.
I want to say that your pulse is terrible, and you are terminally ill and incurable. If you want to live a few more years of peace and stability, you should at least eat and sleep on time.
I think you are too weak. Too much food supplement will cause accumulation of food. You should eat light food and eat small meals frequently. Don't eat so much at one time.
I also want to say that you shouldn't be exposed to the wind. Your mother was right to lock you up at home. The weather is unpredictable now. It may get cold or hot, and you may catch a cold and die.
But he swallowed the words, slowly ate the remaining half bowl of rice, stood up and went out: "The water should be boiling, I'll go make some tea."
"Okay." Shuangfu cleaned the table. Rong Tang held the box of pastries and stood aside obediently so as not to make any more trouble. After Shuangfu finished cleaning, he put the plates on the table one by one.
Su Huaijing came back in with a teapot. Rong Tang was biting a piece of lotus cake slowly. Seeing this, he waved his hand: "Come quickly, come quickly. I'm choking to death."
Su Huaijing paused, feeling somewhat helpless, and made him a cup of tea and set it aside to cool: "Why buy it if you don't like it?"
Rong Tang almost blurted out "Because you like it", but he held back and said stubbornly: "Who said I don't like it anymore."
Su Huaijing lowered his eyes and looked at him deeply: "Brother Tangtang, don't look to the right when you lie."
"Ahem, ahem—"
Rong Tang traveled through three lifetimes, and the first time he coughed was not because of illness, but purely because of choking!
He felt that he had made some progress, though not much!
Su Huaijing felt even more helpless and thought: Okay, forget that he is thin-skinned.
"Slow down." Su Huaijing said, walking around to the back and patting him on the back gently.
I don’t know what method was used, but Rong Tang gradually stopped coughing and even felt a little comfortable, as if the blood vessels that had been clogged for a long time were loosened, and the blood in his body began to flow slowly but orderly, and his body temperature rose a little.
But Su Huaijing only took pictures for a while and then walked away. The coldness that had seeped into his bones came back again, and Rong Tang felt that what just happened must have been an illusion.
The teacup was small and became cold after a while. Rong Tang picked it up and took a sip. He paused slightly, smacked his lips, and drank the rest in one breath.
He tilted his head and asked, "You're not going to give me the sugar water to drink, are you?"
Su Huaijing glanced at him dimly: "Brother Tangtang is not a child."
"… "
Rong Tang simply wanted to kneel down in front of him. His scalp was tingling. He really wanted to beg him to call him by another name. Fortunately, Shuangshou, who had been away for a long time, finally came back and put a small box the size of a palm on the table.
Rong Tang immediately forgot the embarrassment, opened the box and took out the things inside.
A title deed, a house transfer agreement, and a bunch of keys.
Su Huaijing realized something, but still found it incredible. He tapped the table lightly: "What is this?"
Shuangshou opened the ink pad, Rong Tang pressed his fingerprint on the transferor of the agreement, and then pushed the three things in front of Su Huaijing one by one.
"My mother has already chosen a matchmaker and is about to propose marriage. The betrothal gifts are all purchased with the profits from my farm and shop over the years. I am a very stingy person and don't want to send those things to the Li Mansion, so I want you to move out."
In fact, he just couldn't stand this courtyard, and he didn't want to exchange it for Su Huaijing one by one and send it to Li Changfu's house. Once it was sent in, it would most likely be a muddled lawsuit in the future. Although it was not worth much money, Rong Tang really didn't want to let Li Changfu, a villain, take advantage of it.
After much thought, I decided to let Su Huaijing move out. This way, the betrothal gifts would all go into Su Huaijing's personal piggy bank, and could be considered as some start-up capital for my child.
Besides, he will have more and more followers in the future, and there must be a place to house them to plot important matters.
Seeing that Su Huaijing didn't speak for a long time, Rong Tang said, "This is a house in Yong'an Lane, very close to the Imperial College, and the environment is quiet. Two streets away is the branch set up by the Jingzhao Yinfu. The Jinwu Guards patrol every day, and the public security is very good. Even if you live there alone, you will not be unsafe. If you want to go to school, it is also very convenient."
Su Huaijing still didn't speak.
Rong Tang frowned, racked his brains, and finally said: "When I leave, you move out of the palace-"
"Stop." Su Huaijing interrupted him in a deep voice, lowered his eyes and stared at the three things for a long time, as if thinking.
After a moment, Su Huaijing raised his hand, pressed the ink, and placed his fingerprint next to Rong Tang.
The prince immediately smiled and said, "So we're moving today? I just happened to bring a carriage and some people."
For the first time, Su Huaijing couldn't see the way forward clearly. His mind went blank for a moment, and he began to reflect on whether it was the right decision to agree to the proposal of the man in front of him.
Isn't he so eloquent
Couldn't she have made her mother cry and Mr. Li speechless? Why was she speaking incoherently and making false statements in front of him
He was a very stingy person, so he was unwilling to send the betrothal gifts to Li Changfu's mansion.
Then are you willing to give it to him without reservation
What do you want from me
Su Huaijing was a little puzzled.
(End of this chapter)