Even the third young master of the Duke of Pei was not spared, let alone Tiefeng and Tieying.

Not only them, but also the three secret guards that the prince gave Qi Moyuan, one of them was counted and all of them were ordered.

As soon as he saw the sun falling down the west mountain, Tan Yue rubbed his neck and complained, "It's really like a year."

Mr. Hou of Liyang was more tired than Tan Yue, after all, he had recovered from illness for a few days.

I originally thought that he could escape the illness, but Prince Jing'an said that he needed to work harder and sweat more, which was beneficial to the condition.

Mr. Hou of Liyang felt that he was better at lying in the house to recuperate, but his brothers and brothers regarded Prince Jing'an's words as the norm, and he stayed in bed and did not go out. They directly brought him over, one left and one right, and stuffed him a spatula.

He refused to do it, and Tan said more and more, "You have thought about it, and my cousin's wife will definitely give you food to her mother and the others when she turns back."

Liyang Hou Shizi, “….”

Give this to his mother and his grandmother?

Is he thinking he wasn't beaten to death, so when he goes back, he will make up for his 180th board?

Just pretending to be sick, his father beat him up to thirty thrones and gave his grandmother the donkey skin to eat. He didn't feel sorry for his father to beat him to death.

Prince Hou of Liyang resolutely quit.

Tan Yue looked at him and said, "Are you sure you don't do it?"

"I told you not to look down on donkey skin. This thing was specially prepared by cousin's sister-in-law for her fourth aunt, Mrs. Jiang Si. Later, she gave it to her uncle for food. Two days ago, my uncle specially asked her for it."

Mr. Liyang and the third young master of Duke Pei’s mansion, you look at me, I look at you, I can’t believe it.

Tan Yue glanced at me, "After all my brothers have been around for many years, but I still don't know me."

"Isn't it a good thing, can I be used to do my job?"

The prince of the Hou of Liyang and the third young master of the Duke of Pei still suspected it.

My brothers still understand a little, and no one can stop him from getting fucked.

"But this smells too bad," said Mr. Hou of Liyang pinched his nose.

Tan Yue took the spatula and said, "Just get used to it."

Liyang Hou Shizi, “….”

Brother Tan has really changed.

This is not like what he can say.

But Tan Yue had no choice but to let him take the initiative to stand up for his cousin, but his cousin and his cousin's sister-in-law had a deep affection to kill him. If it weren't for the fact that his cousin took a lot of blame for him, he would have given up.

Seeing that their faces were purple when they were covering their noses, Tan Yue pulled down their hands that pinched their noses and said, "Don't cover them, people here tell you that this is useless."

"Actually, it is not a good idea to smell more. At least you won't feel smelly again when you squat in the pit."

Prince of the Marquis of Liyang, “…!!!”

The third young master of the Duke of Peiguo’s Mansion, “…!!!”

Too scary.

Although I am full of unwillingness, I have to accept my fate and be a hard worker.

For them who are spoiled, it is really difficult for them to spend three or four hours a day facing the stove and donkey skin.

However, seeing the donkey skin boiled into glue, it was full of a sense of accomplishment.

On this day, the sky was blue and the clouds were white, and the southeast wind was blowing.

Qi Moming and the others were tasting tea.

Sudden.

A scent of odor floated over.

Qi Moming's brows frowned.

Qi Mocheng also smelled it, but if you sniff it carefully, there was only the fragrance of flowers left.

He looked at Qi Moming, "Is there something wrong with my nose? Why do I smell a stinking smell?"

"You smelled right, I smelled it too," said Qi Moming.

Qi Mojie, the fourth young master of the third room, said, "This taste seems a bit familiar."

The Jing'an Palace did not smell bad, except that Bai Jingxuan smelled bad for several days not long ago.

Thinking of this, isn’t this smell the smell?

But this garden is a bit far from Bai Jingxuan, and the southeast wind is blowing, so it can't blow here. And I haven't heard of Bai Jingxuan smelling again.

The servant went to check and then came back and said, "The smell came out of the side courtyard where Young Master Chou lived."

Qi Moming frowned even tighter.

Based on his understanding of Qi Moyuan, he is unlikely to allow Bai Jingxuan to be so smelly, let alone allow him to be smelly for so many days.

Now Bai Jingxuan is no longer smelly, but Tan Yue's side courtyard is smelly.

What is this to do?

Qi Mocheng proposed to go to the side courtyard to take a look, and Qi Moming got up.

In the courtyard.

Tan Yue held the copper shovel in his hand and stirred hard. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely and could not breathe well.

The servant ran over and said, "Young Master, Second Master, Third Master, Fourth Master are here."

Tan Yue frowned and said strangely, "What kind of wind is blowing today? Why did they blow three times into my side courtyard?"

"Southeast wind," said the third young master of the Duke of Peiguo's mansion.

Tan Yue looked at the direction of the leaves floating, and his mouth twitched, "I thought I hadn't gone out for four days, so they came to see me."

"It turns out that the donkey skin in the pot tempted them."

"not see!"

There was nothing to say to them, and there was no time to meet.

Now he is wearing a donkey skin smell. Seeing that they still have to take a shower and change clothes, they will definitely be laughed at if they don’t take a bath for two hours.

The servant looked at Tan Yue in embarrassment, "Do you really not see them?"

After all, the young master is living under someone else's roof.

They are the serious young masters of the Jing'an Palace.

I neglected them and turned around and said sarcastically, the princess was in a dilemma.

Tan Yue said with a look of surprise, "Tell them, just say that I am copying my father's paintings and I have no time to find them tomorrow."

Mr. Liyang said, "I'm afraid it won't work. What if they want to see your father's painting?"

It was obvious that they came for the stinky smell.

The third young master of the Duke of Peiguo Mansion said, "I think I'd better tell the truth. I just said that you are helping your sister-in-law and you don't have time to see them."

Tan Yue shook his head, "If I really say that, they will be more curious..."

Thinking of something, Tan Yue curled a curve in the corner of his mouth and looked at the servant, "I just said that I was helping the princess and had no time to accompany them, and I would hold a banquet to invite them to drink another day."

This is the truth, the servant went back to Qi Moming and the others with confidence.

Qi Moming said nothing, just went to the side hospital.

The servant stopped him.

Qi Mocheng said unhappily, "Do you dare to stop us?"

"This side courtyard is only for your master to live in, so I really think it's his?"

The servant was embarrassed, "Forgive me, three young masters. My young master is really busy. I will definitely apologize after these two days."

Who asked him to apologize?

They just wanted to go to the side courtyard to see what the prince's concubine was busy with.

They don't believe that the smell is made of pastries.

Making pastries is the cook’s job. What can Tan Yue help him?!

Qi Mocheng must enter, but the servant stopped him.

Qi Moming said, "I think I'd better go back."

This side courtyard belongs to the Jing'an Palace, but after all, it is for Tan Yue to live there, so there is no reason for them to trespass.

The matter is big, and they are the ones who ignore it.

The three of them turned around, and Qi Mocheng was still a little upset, "Don't you want to know what the side courtyard is fiddling with?"
Chapter completed!