C41 What I Want Is Freedom!

Once he went out, Wang Zizhao immediately spotted a certain Tang being in the crowd laughing, and ordered the butler, "Pack the house next to mine for to stay in for the time being, I can't leave him now."

"…" Tang Yue blinked his eyes, he could not believe that his freedom had been restricted by just a few words of another.

Moreover, he was actually unable to refute it.

Wang Zizhao was not Hu Jinpeng; for him to shamelessly reject something, just a few casual words from him, would be the same as an imperial edict in the eyes of others.

What was' golden words'? This was it.

"Here." Butler bowed in reply.

Tang Yue's lips moved, he glanced around and decided to not refute his words for the time being.

Wang Zizhao swept his eyes across the imperial physicians present. "I'll be troubling the doctor today, this king is doing very well. Everyone, please go back.

"Here." In front of Wang Zizhao, these old doctors could no longer be arrogant.

As for what they were thinking in their hearts, whether or not they believed that a miracle would happen, was something Tang Yue did not know.

Tang Yue's heart was a little complicated, he was indeed unable to learn the aura of a higher being, he could solve all the problems easily.

Don't look at how Wang Zizhao was a patient lying on the ground. When he appeared, he felt that even the chirps of birds had died down.

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

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

"What are you standing there for? "Follow me!" When Wang Zizhao passed by him, he shot him a glance, full of warning.

Tang Yue subconsciously lifted his leg, but after walking two steps, he realised that he was not your servant, why would you tell me to head east?

However, thinking about it this way, his legs still resolutely followed by Wang Zizhao's side.

After exiting the yard, he took advantage of the lack of people around him and asked in a low voice, "Hey, let's talk first. I'll come in during the day and stay at home during the night, shall we?"

Wang Zizhao closed his eyes as if he didn't hear anything.

"Right now, you can only lie there and do nothing. My presence is the same as my absence." Could it be that he wanted to stay in the Prince Zhao's Mansion and play around with him?

Wang Zizhao continued to ignore them.

"The medical fee I want does not include day and night care, and I am a doctor not a nurse!" Tang Yue was also forced to reveal a little bit of his feelings.

Wang Zizhao lifted his eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly: "Then let's add the medical fee."

"…" Hey, it's not money I want! I want freedom!

Tang Yue knew that he could not talk about freedom with a future Overlord, and could only droop his head in sympathy: "I have both seniors and juniors, and my entire family is waiting for me to come home to eat dinner."

"Small?" "Where did it come from?" Hu Jinpeng interrupted and asked.

Tang Yue glared at him, "Aren't the seven younger sisters of your family all younger than me?"

Hu Jinpeng could not hold back his laughter, "Could it be that if you don't use your Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, it will be too late for them to eat and wear?"

"You can't put it like that. They are used to eating the food I cook."

"Eh? So the rumors saying that the young dandy has good culinary skills are true? " Hu Jinpeng sized Tang Yue up from head to toe. A glint flashed in his eyes, giving Tang Yue a bad feeling.

Wang Zizhao also turned and looked over, his eyes full of malice, causing Tang Yue's entire body to turn cold.

"You all …" Tang Yue looked at the two privileged classes in alert. He had the urge to immediately run away if any of them dared to ask for it.

"Go and inform our Yueyang Marquis's Mansion that Tang Xiaolang has temporarily lent it to me, and send three other good cooks to take good care of this family." Wang Zizhao thought: No matter how good your culinary skills are, how can you be better than a Duke Palace's chef?

Tang Yue was helpless. If these words were to spread to his Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, then he would definitely not be able to think about returning. His father, who was a cheap father, would definitely personally package him up and send him to the Prince Zhao's Mansion.

He had a feeling that his cheap father must be Wang Zizhao's brainless fan! Although he did not show it clearly.

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[Small Theater]

Wang Zizhao: "I heard that you really know how to cook?"

Tang Yue: "That's only natural, but that doesn't have anything to do with you right?"

Wang Zizhao: "How can this be unrelated to me? The most important thing to a virtuous wife is to cook in the kitchen and cook well!"

Tang Yue, "And then?"

Wang Zizhao: "Congratulations on passing the first exam."

Tang Yue: "Holy shit! What the heck kind of examination is this? How come I didn't know? "

Wang Zizhao: "This king knows enough."

Tang Yue, "..." This damned privileged class!