Hua Baishi's face was a little uncomfortable, but it was hard to get angry in front of Hua Gongzi's mother, so she had to endure it secretly and save it for later.
"Dad didn't mean that." Hua Baishi said with a face.
"What does that mean?" Hua Gongzi asked reluctantly.
"Son, didn't you say yesterday that you had a girl you liked? Dad thought about it when he went back and decided to firmly support you." After that, he made a cheering gesture.
At first glance, Mr. Hua felt a little confused. What did he say? What did he say yesterday? It was just a casual statement, so how could he take it seriously? Even the father of the courtesan in the brothel did not object. Let’s look at Mrs. Hua’s
His expression was actually nodding with satisfaction and smiling.
The playboy's mind was a little confused. If he followed his father's wishes, it would be for him to marry the courtesan sister. Before, the playboy would have been moved to tears, and he wished he could. But since he learned the identity of the woman
After that, Hua Gongzi began to touch her heart.
"Dad, this girl may not agree yet, let's discuss this later." The playboy said with a smile on his face.
"What girl?" Wu Zheng yawned and asked inappropriately.
When Hua Gongzi heard this, he gave Wu Zheng a fierce look, which meant that he could not stop Wu Zheng's mouth even after eating.
"Yes, what girl?" Mo Han also became interested and asked curiously.
Hua Gongzi's face twitched in an unknown way. These two people were definitely a couple in their last life, and they might even have a grudge against him.
Just when Hua Gongzi didn't know how to explain it, Hua Baishi happened to say, "It doesn't matter, I will ask the housekeeper to prepare some gold and silver jewelry and other objects to send over later. Girls will definitely like it."
Young Master Hua thought he had escaped Mo Han's question, but he never imagined that his father would say such a thing again. Young Master Hua actually wanted to scold his father and his own father at this moment.
"Don't forget, there is also rouge and gouache." Mrs. Hua also added at the side, she was extremely concerned about Mr. Hua's marriage.
The playboy felt like crying without tears. Looking at the table full of dishes, there was not even a piece of tofu that could kill him. His parents were simply the best. I really don’t know how he survived as a child.
"Don't think nonsense. There are a few girls who regard money as life as you said." The playboy curled his lips. The method his parents said was actually unreasonable at all.
"Why don't you go to a brothel for money?" Hua Baishi blurted out without caring.
"She is different." Playboy said this subconsciously.
"I already know how to talk to my wife before we even get married." Mrs. Hua said with a smile, "It seems that our son is really tempted."
"What?" The playboy's eyes widened, feeling that his chatter was getting more and more outrageous. He put down his chopsticks and said, "I've finished eating." After saying that, he left without looking back.
This move aroused laughter from everyone in the hall. Hua Baishi stroked his beard and secretly decided to do this.
After Wu Zheng had eaten, he accompanied Mo Han to wander around the Hua Mansion. Why he said he was wandering around because Wu Zheng couldn't figure out the specific structure of the Hua Mansion. It was too big. Mo Han was also suffocated.
, I have been hiding in my room for the past few days, and I am afraid of being discovered by people in the palace when I go out.
Fortunately, the Hua Mansion is relatively safe, and Mo Han herself is dressed like a young master. Coupled with the folding fan that the Hua Master equipped her with, she looks like a playboy. In this mansion, besides Wu Zheng, there are probably three
No one knows her identity anymore.
Along the path paved with bluestone slabs, Wu Zheng and his wife walked through various pavilions, pavilions, and courtyard buildings. Although the Hua Mansion was large, it was never lonely. There were servants and maids passing by to salute.
Mo Han was used to being treated like this, but Wu Zheng didn't quite adapt, so he returned the gifts one by one, which also attracted a smile from Mo Han.
"What's wrong? There's something on my face?" Wu Zheng asked stupidly.
"No." Mo Han smiled with his eyes like crescent moons, and his pair of small tiger teeth were very pitiful.
But Wu Zheng didn't think Mo Han's smile was that simple. After staying with the playboy for a long time, he had a chain reaction on his smile. At this moment, Wu Zheng's mind was spinning rapidly, and an idea became stronger and stronger. Could he be
You may have left rice grains on your face when you ate just now.
Wu Zheng's hand drew a graceful arc in the air, and then hit the right side of his face with a "pop" sound. He didn't touch anything, and continued to rub the left side, and then searched. Wu Zheng was sure that his
Mo Han definitely didn't understand this operation. Now he can actually find food on his face without anyone noticing, which is a great improvement.
Mo Han did not go as Wu Zheng expected. He looked at Wu Zheng with a puzzled face, as if he was struggling with something. Finally, Mo Han asked tentatively, "Why did you hit yourself in the mouth?"
When Wu Zheng heard this, he was stunned and slapped his mouth? Well, his actions just now were very likely to be misunderstood. However, it seemed that his intentions were indeed not seen through. In his heart, Wu Zheng gave himself a thumbs up.
Just as Wu Zheng and Wu Zheng were chatting heatedly, a black figure appeared on the high wall. Wu Zheng's first reaction when he saw this scene was to run away, as far away as possible. But he couldn't do that
Yes, there was Mo Han standing next to him. In that case, let's run away together. Thinking of this, Wu Zheng no longer hesitated, took Mo Han's little hand, and ran away regardless of his resistance.
When the black shadow on the wall saw the two of them trying to escape, they panicked and started to chase after them while shouting at the top of their lungs. "Don't leave, it's me."
Wu Zheng just pulled Mo Han and ran out for two steps. When he heard the voice, he felt that the voice was very familiar. He immediately stopped and turned around. However, due to inertia, Mo Han did not stop the car and directly faced Wu Zheng face to face, body to body.
Their bodies collided violently.
At that moment, Wu Zheng watched Mo Han's face getting closer and closer, and then, all he could do was scream in pain.
Mo Han pushed Wu Zheng away, pouted, and his eyes were full of shame and anger. Finally, he pointed at Wu Zheng's nose and cursed, "Rogue."
Wu Zheng covered his face. He was not hit lightly. However, he had no choice but to accept Mo Han's rogue words. After all, it was Wu Zheng who stopped suddenly, not to mention that he was still holding Mo Han's hand.
The dark figure on the wall was also grinning from ear to ear, holding his stomach, not paying attention to his appearance at all, just treating it as a workout for his abdominal muscles.
Wu Zheng did not dare to get angry at Mo Han, so he had to vent his anger on the sloppy old Taoist priest Huang Taixian who was squatting on the wall with a wretched look on his face.
"Why did you suddenly appear and squat on the wall sneaking around?" Wu Zheng pointed at Wong Tai Sin's nose.
"You can't blame me for this. Who told you to be cowardly?" Huang Taixian said confidently, and took out the fly whisk from the back of his neck, and jumped directly off the high wall.
"What are you doing here again?" Wu Zheng said unceremoniously, holding his arms.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you this time." Huang Daxian shook his fly whisk, walked up to Mo Han and said, "Your Highness, come back to the palace with me."
"Go back to the palace?" Mo Han and Wu Zheng said in unison.
"During the absence of Her Majesty the Princess, Your Majesty has trouble sleeping and eating, and is very worried." Huang Taixian persuaded him earnestly.
"Wait a minute." Before Mo Han could say anything, Wu Zheng said first, "You can't be that or something, right?" After saying that, he looked at Huang Taixian with disgust, and the disdain in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"What?" Huang Taixian raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.
"It's the person who stays by the emperor's side." Wu Zheng continued to hint, and he used both hands and feet to describe it.
Wong Tai Sin shook his head, saying he still didn't understand.
Mo Han couldn't stand it anymore and pointedly said, "It's the eunuch."
"What?" Huang Taixian became anxious when he heard this, "I am not a eunuch, so don't talk nonsense."
"Then why do you always hold a whisk in your hand, which makes people misunderstand you?" Wu Zheng curled his lips and forced himself to excuse himself.
"Is it strange that I am wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in my hand?" Huang Daxian raised the whisk as if he was going to slap Wu Zheng.
"It's not strange, it's not strange." Wu Zheng waved his hands hurriedly. He couldn't defeat this sloppy Taoist, so it was better to be cowardly first.
Huang Daxian ignored Wu Zheng and turned to Mo Han, "Your Highness, please go back with me."
"I won't go back." Mo Han refused directly without even thinking about it.
"Your Highness, why do you have to force me to do it?"
"If you want to touch Mo Han, touch me first." Wu Zheng stood in front of Mo Han, stretched out his arms, and looked like he was going to die.
"Just you?" Huang Taixian shook his head, not even bothering to do anything.
"What's wrong with me?" Wu Zheng puffed up his chest, but the next moment, one of Mo Han's hands grabbed his ear. Wu Zheng was in pain and was pulled aside by Mo Han.
After doing all this, Mo Han did not forget to say, "Don't get in the way."
At that moment, Wu Zheng felt that he was hurt, and a big stone was pressed in his heart. It was so sad that Wu Zheng seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak.
"I'll go back with you." Mo Han looked at Huang Taixian quietly and said calmly.
"You can't leave." Wu Zheng immediately stood up and objected after hearing this.
"Why?" Mo Han actually asked.
"Because, because." Wu Zheng was speechless at the question and didn't know how to answer. "In short, you can't leave."
Wong Tai Sin sighed helplessly and added, "Although I really don't want to break up your pair of mandarin ducks, there is nothing I can do about His Majesty's purpose."
Mo Han's face turned red when Wong Tai Sin said that, and he muttered in a low voice, "Who is the mandarin duck with him?"
Wu Zheng lowered his head in disappointment and looked at his feet in despair. It turned out that it was still so difficult for him to accept separation, like a child, and he really had no future.
"But." Huang Taixian uttered two words with some meaning.
"But what?"
"But if you can treat me to roast chicken, you can consider letting the princess go back a few days later." Huang Taixian swallowed, as if thinking of the taste of roast chicken.
"Is it that simple?" Wu Zheng asked in disbelief.
"If you don't want to, forget it. I will take the princess away now." Wong Tai Sin pretended to pull the princess away, meaning he wanted to leave.
"No, no, no, please." Wu Zheng felt happy and looked at Mo Han beside him happily. He didn't expect that he would take down the old Taoist priest so easily. He was still very smart.
But Mo Han saw it clearly and suddenly asked, "Didn't you just say that this was my father's will, and you dared to disobey it?"
In fact, from Mo Han's point of view, Huang Taixian's original intention was not to take him back to the palace at all, but more like to eat and drink. The other words about taking him back to the palace were probably just rhetoric.