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Chapter 364

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The garden was filled with blooming flowers.

This was the scenery of the Elegant Bamboo Courtyard where the princess lived.

At this time, the sun was already setting in the west. Strands of bright red light fell onto the flowers, giving them a layer of sparkling and translucent colour, making them appear even more gorgeous.

In front of a pavilion, there were palace maids walking back and forth. Plates of exquisite pastries were placed on a stone table. There were a total of ten pastries and hot tea.

These palace maids quickly withdrew from the pavilion like a tide, leaving behind a young man and woman sitting across from each other.

This young man and woman were like a golden boy and jade girl. The young man was handsome and had a heroic spirit. The young woman's eyes were beautiful and her skin was like jade. Their appearance was so outstanding that it was enough to make any young man or woman jealous.

"This is the feast you were talking about?" The young man wearing a navy blue robe pointed at the exquisite pastries in front of him and asked.

The young girl's beautiful eyes blinked as she softly replied, "That's right. Normally I only eat four or five pastries by myself. This time I had the servants bring out eighteen portions. Isn't that enough for you?"

"Un, it really is enough." Yang Wu was a bit speechless as he replied. He then grabbed a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was nothing to say about the taste of this pastry, but it was too small. A single piece was not enough to block his mouth. He swallowed it in two or three bites and then threw the other pastries into his mouth, not caring about his image at all.

Yang Wu being like this in front of the princess could be said to be rude, but he did not care. He wanted to be rude and vulgar so that the princess would have a bad impression of him and break off her entanglement.

It was not that he had a bad impression of Tang Xiaohan. In fact, she was very beautiful and made his heart move. But being moved did not mean he would act. He really had a sweetheart, so how could he be so lenient? He did not dare to easily cross the line again.

Yang Wu did not know that his appearance was very intimate in Tang Xiaohan's eyes. She held her cheeks as she stared at him, as if she was admiring something beautiful.

Yang Wu continuously ate seven or eight pastries. He felt Tang Xiaohan's gaze and his old face became hot. He swallowed the pastries in his mouth and said, "Your highness, can you not look at me like this? I like men."

Yang Wu used his ultimate move, hoping that Tang Xiaohan would back off.

"Do you think I will believe you?" Tang Xiaohan blinked her big eyes and said.

"Why wouldn't I believe it? You're such a big beauty in front of me, yet I'm not interested. This proves that I like men." Yang Wu said confidently.

"Really?" Tang Xiaohan asked softly. Then, she gave Yang Wu a flirtatious wink. She moved her body slightly and revealed a charming appearance. She was so charming that all the flowers in the garden paled in comparison.

Yang Wu's Adam's apple rolled, and his gaze became straight. A living beauty was posing in front of him in such a seductive manner, and his masculine blood kept surging up.

Tang Xiaohan plucked up her courage and approached Yang Wu.

A faint fragrance entered Yang Wu's nostrils. Yang Wu nervously said, "You … what are you doing?"

"Am I beautiful?" Tang Xiaohan charmingly asked in a small voice. Actually, she was even more nervous than Yang Wu. This was the first time she took the initiative to approach a man.

"Very beautiful!" Yang Wu honestly replied while nodding his head.

"Then do you like me?" Tang Xiaohan said with a red face.

At this time, her face was even redder than the setting sun. She was so beautiful that she could not be scented.

Yang Wu looked at the delicate and flawless face in front of him. He swallowed his saliva and blurted out, "I like you."

When he said this, he regretted it. He could not help but slap himself and change his words, "Princess, please have some dignity. Your body is priceless."

Tang Xiaohan stood up and turned around in a circle. That moving body was clearly visible. She let out a silver bell like voice, "Hehe, you just said that you like me. You even said that you like men before. You're lying to a three year old child."

When Yang Wu heard this, he gave himself two more slaps and said with a depressed expression, "Alright, your highness, I'll be honest with you. Actually, I'm so handsome and capable. I'm also the strongest alchemist since the founding of the country. There are countless girls that like me. I'm also very fickle in love, so I'm thinking for the princess. That's why I disobeyed the edict. Otherwise, who wouldn't want to marry such a beautiful wife princess? Unless that person's brain is fried."

"That's right, you're that brain fried person." Tang Xiaohan glared at Yang Wu and angrily said. Then she revealed a sad expression and said, "Be honest, do you have someone in your heart?"

"Eh … … I guess so." Yang Wu replied with a bit of embarrassment.

"Is she prettier than me?"

"They're about the same. Oh right, she has a runny nose."

"Then she must be very cute?"

"No, she's very troublesome. She often does bad things with good intentions. I remember one time when I went to the river to catch fish with her. We clearly caught all the fish, but she said that the fish were very pitiful so she put them back into the river. I was so angry that I jumped into the river again and almost suffocated to death."

"Then she must be very considerate and sensible?"

"Speaking of this, I'm even more depressed. It was very cold in the winter and she ran out to have a snowball fight with me. She only remembered to put a hat on me and forgot to put on her own hat. I could only let her wear mine. She's simply lacking a brain."

… …

Unknowingly, one person asked and one person answered. The sun had completely set.

The two of them got closer, but their expressions were completely different. One of them was slightly worried, while the other revealed a faint, warm smile.

"I finally know why you like her so much. She's a good girl." Tang Xiaohan took a light breath and said.

Yang Wu didn't think that he would be led into a trap by Tang Xiaohan and say so many things in one breath. He smiled and said, "Princess Xiaohan, you're so beautiful and cute. I don't know who would be happy to marry you. It's just that Yang Wu doesn't have this blessing."

"You don't need to comfort me like this. I'm not that weak." Tang Xiaohan resisted the pain in her heart and replied. After a pause, she said, "Can I see her? Don't worry, I won't do anything to her. I'm just curious what kind of girl she looks like. "

Yang Wu spread his hands and said with a light sigh, "If she's in the capital, I'll bring her here for you to see. Unfortunately, she's no longer in the capital."

Tang Xiaohan saw the strange look in Yang Wu's eyes and asked, "Then where is she?"

Yang Wu said honestly, "She left. She went to a place that I don't know. But we had an agreement that she would come back to reunite with me in three years. It's almost been two years now. In one year, we can reunite." After a pause, he said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"Wait a bit." Tang Xiaohan urged him to stay.

It was a pity that Yang Wu's mood had already risen. He missed her, so he didn't pay attention to Tang Xiaohan's urging and left the courtyard.

Tang Xiaohan looked at Yang Wu's back and didn't come back to her senses for a long time. Only when her personal palace maid came out did she wake up.

"Princess, the prince consort left a long time ago." The palace maid said in a small voice.

Tang Xiaohan sat back in the chair and said with her red lips, "I don't have a chance."

"Princess, what's wrong?" The palace maid quickly asked.

"The prince consort has a sweetheart. I don't have a chance," Tang Xiaohan said sadly.

The little palace maid said, "Then just kill his sweetheart."

"I can't kill her."

"As long as you give the order, the imperial guards can kill her."

"You won't understand. The prince consort likes her. If I kill her, he'll hate me more."

"Then just make the prince consort like you and abandon her."



Yang Wu wanted to hurry home, but as soon as he left the palace, he was stopped by someone.

Yang Wu looked over and saw that it was Chen Zhao and Han Qingqian. They were sitting in a carriage and waving at him.

Yang Wu walked over curiously and asked, "Are you two going to see the Emperor so late?"

"Celestial Master Marquis, we're waiting for you." Han Qingqian smiled.

"Oh, may I know why you two are waiting for me?" Yang Wu asked in surprise.

"Get in," Chen Zhao said to Yang Wu. "Let's find a place to chat."

Yang Wu hesitated before getting into the carriage and following the two elders.

After Yang Wu sat down, Chen Zhao cupped his hands and smiled. "First, congratulations to Marquis Yang Wu for becoming a heavenly pharmacist."

Han Qingqian chimed in from the side, "It is indeed a joyous occasion."

Yang Wu returned the greeting. "I was just lucky."

"How can there be such a lucky thing in the world?" Chen Zhao smiled. "We didn't become heavenly pharmacists either."

"That's right," Han Qingqian said. "You don't have to be humble."

Yang Wu smiled. "Both of you are Yang Wu's seniors, so don't kill me." Then, he added, "It's getting late. If you have something to say, just say it. I'm rushing home to eat, or else my parents will be worried."

Chen Zhao and Han Qingqian were speechless. Yang Wu was a king. Would his family be worried just because he was a bit late?

He clearly didn't want to be on the same level as them.

"Then I'll be direct," Chen Zhao replied and cut to the chase. "I want you to join the Royal College."

"Uh … in what capacity?" Yang Wu asked after some hesitation.

"As a heavenly pharmacist, of course. I'll give up my position as vice principal to you." Chen Zhao was sincere enough to give up his position to Yang Wu.

Yang Wu hurriedly waved his hand. "I can't accept that."

"Marquis Celestial Master," Han Qingqian reminded. "The Royal College has more herbs than the Pharmacy Hall."

"That's right," Chen Zhao continued. "The Royal College is an important place for the Imperial Court and nurtures the most outstanding elites. Even the Pharmacy Hall doesn't dare to challenge the Royal College. You'll definitely benefit a lot if you come."

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