The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 208 I will return, a mighty army (18)

Jiang Tang frowned slightly.

"You are not free during the day, so I can only, night, come to you at night."

Changsun Yuchao sneered.

"Tell me, what is your purpose for coming to me? Now there are only two of us here, so don't worry about the walls having ears."

Jiang Tang shook his head, raised his hand, took out a piece of butter paper from his sleeve, and handed it to his eldest grandson Yuchao.

"this is for you."

"What?"

As soon as Changsun Yuchao opened it, a tangy smell hit the nostrils, and the strong smell of meat directly dispersed throughout the room.

The man froze for a moment, staring at Jiang Tang carefully with lowered eyes.

"what is this?"

"Hu mutton—I brought it from the frontier—I can't eat it in the capital."

"Why give me this?"

"Because-hi-like you."

"..."

Changsun Yuchao was completely fooled by Jiang Tang's operation, holding a leg of lamb, and looked at the somewhat short general in front of him with complicated eyes.

He is a general in charge of millions of troops, and he is just a vassal with no real power, what does Jiang Tang want to get from him, need to say such stupid words?

"Have we met before?"

Jiang Tang nodded.

"I saw you a long time ago—by the Dragon Girl Lake."

The original owner had indeed met Marquis Yongle. Five years ago, when the Jiang family was still in full swing, the original owner went to the lake with a group of noble girls in Beijing, and happened to meet the eldest grandson Yuchao who was also visiting the lake, and even fell in love with him.

It's just that after the Jiang family was defeated, the original owner was bothered by all kinds of trivial matters, so he couldn't care about these talented men and women, and love affairs.

So Jiang Tang did not tell lies.

Changsun Yuchao naturally didn't remember the Dragon Girl Lake, but he looked at Jiang Tang seriously, and there was no gloomy look on his handsome face.

Heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this Hussar General is really a man of broken sleeves?

Changsun Yuchao felt that things were going to be more complicated than he had imagined. At first, he wondered whether Jiang Tang was deliberately spying on him, hoping to get something from him.

But now...

This guy actually wanted him? !
"Jiang Huan, get out."

Changsun Yuchao opened the door mercilessly and told him to come and go.

Jiang Tang stood still.

"Would you like to--go hunting with me, together?"

"No."

"For...why?"

"Jiang Huan, I am a very normal man, I only like such...women."

Changsun Yuchao made a charming gesture, put his hands on his chest and stretched it, and looked at Jiang Tang with raised eyebrows.

"Understood? Man, I'm not interested at all. There won't be one now, and it's even less likely that there will be one in the future, so please go out now, before I tell His Majesty that the Hussar General he personally signed is a broken sleeve. "

Jiang Tang lowered his eyes, turned around without saying a word, and jumped out of the window he had just entered.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to close the windows.

The room was quiet, and Changsun Yuchao stood there pondering for a while, then frowned in disgust, and was just about to go to bed, when he glanced sideways and saw the mutton on the table.

"Come on!"

The night guard hurriedly opened the door and came in.

"What's your order, Master Hou?"

Changsun Yuchao pointed to the greased paper bag on the table, "Throw this out."

"Yes, Lord Hou."

The boy wrapped the oiled paper up and took it out. Even so, there was still a lingering smell of mutton in the room.

Changsun Yuchao hated the smell of meat the most, so he picked up his pink blanket while pinching his nose, opened the door and went to the study.

(End of this chapter)