C41 – What I Want Is Freedom!
The moment he stepped out of the door, Wang Zizhao immediately spotted Tang, who was suppressing his laughter among the crowd. He instructed the butler, “Prepare the house next to mine and allocate it to the son of the Tang family. I can’t let him go now.”
“…” Tang Yue blinked, unable to believe that his freedom had been curtailed by just one sentence.
He couldn’t refute it.
Wang Zizhao was not Hu Jinpeng; he could not be refused. His casual words held the weight of an imperial decree to others.
What did he mean by “golden mouth and jade words”? That was exactly it.
“Yes,” the butler bowed and replied.
Tang Yue pursed his lips and glanced around. For the time being, he decided not to make a scene.
Wang Zizhao glanced at the royal physicians present. “Today, I must trouble all of you, doctors. I’m in excellent health now. Please take your leave. One month from now, I will send someone to welcome you all, so that we can witness a miracle together!”
“Yes,” in front of Wang Zizhao, these seasoned doctors couldn’t assert their superiority anymore.
As for what they were thinking and whether or not a miracle would truly occur, Tang Yue had no idea.
Tang Yue’s emotions were a mix of complexity. He truly couldn’t grasp this kind of commanding presence. Wang Zizhao effortlessly resolved the issue with just a few words.
Wang Zizhao might have been a patient lying in bed, but his mere presence seemed to soften even the chirping of birds around him. It was unclear whether this powerful aura was innate or developed through cultivation.
If he had a son like him, Tang Yue imagined that he would wake up laughing even in his dreams.
Wait! Why was he thinking about having a son? This matter had nothing to do with him.
“Why are you daydreaming? Follow me!” Wang Zizhao cast a warning glance at him as he passed by.
Subconsciously, Tang Yue lifted his heels, but after taking a couple of steps, he snapped back to reality. I am not your servant. Why should I go east just because you want me to?
However, despite thinking this way, his feet continued to dutifully follow Wang Zizhao.
As they walked out of the courtyard, taking advantage of the lack of people around, Tang Yue softly proposed, “Hey, let’s discuss this first. I can come during the day and return to my own house at night, okay?”
Wang Zizhao closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.
“You can only lie down at the moment. You can’t do anything. It’s the same whether I’m here or not.” Was it possible that he wanted to stay in Prince Zhao’s Mansion and have a good time with the other party?
Wang Zizhao continued to pay no attention to him.
“The consultation fee I require doesn’t cover round-the-clock care. Besides, I am a doctor, not a nurse!” Tang Yue couldn’t help but express his frustration.
Wang Zizhao lifted his eyelids and glanced at him with indifference. He spoke casually, “Then raise the consultation fee.”
Ah, excuse me. What I desire is not money! What I yearn for is freedom!
Tang Yue understood that discussing freedom with a future emperor was futile. He could only lower his head and empathize with Tang Yue. “I have my family waiting for me to join them for dinner at home.”
“My parents? Where did they come from?” Hu Jinpeng interjected.
Tang Yue glared at him. “All seven of my younger sisters are eagerly awaiting their meal. Aren’t they all younger than me?”
Hu Jinpeng couldn’t contain his laughter. “Are you telling me that you’re not only enjoying your meals and clothing at the Yueyang Marquis’s Mansion?”
“That’s not what I meant. They have grown accustomed to eating the dishes I prepare.”
“Oh? So the rumors about the young master of the Yueyang Marquis’s family having exceptional culinary skills are true?” Hu Jinpeng scrutinized Tang Yue from head to toe. The gleam in his eyes gave Tang Yue an uneasy feeling.
Wang Zizhao turned his head as well, and his eyes were filled with malicious intent, sending a chill down Tang Yue’s spine.
“You two…” Tang Yue regarded these two privileged individuals warily. If they dared to make an unreasonable request, he had the urge to flee immediately.
“Go to Yueyang Marquis’s Mansion and inform them that Tang Xiaolang will be temporarily entrusted to me. Send three skilled chefs to take care of this household,” Wang Zizhao thought, No matter how skilled you are at cooking, can you surpass the chefs in the Imperial Residence?
Tang Yue felt helpless. If these words were to reach Yueyang Marquis’s Mansion, he would be unable to return. His despicable father would certainly personally deliver him to Prince Zhao’s Mansion.
He had a suspicion… His despicable father must be a fan of Wang Zizhao’s! Although his father’s behavior wasn’t overt.
