Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 130 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (37)

Hearing his question, Mu Hanqing's eyes deepened a little, and then he put down his hand on Tang Cuo and tilted his head to the side, "It's just a temporary measure. Marrying her will benefit her and me."

"Can your happiness also be measured by pros and cons?" Tang Cuo said calmly.

"Acuo, there is nothing in life that cannot be measured by pros and cons. People always seek benefits and avoid harm. Even I will not change for that." Mu Hanqing raised his eyes and looked towards the corner.

“Just like that flower, it should have grown in a dark place away from the sun, but it still strives to crawl towards the sun.”

"what about me?"

"Nothing will change between us because of this incident."

"What if she continues to frame me like she did before? Will you still abandon me and keep the interests you need?" Tang Cuo chuckled.

"This kind of thing won't happen again. I will prevent you from meeting her." Mu Hanqing turned around and looked at him. "Okay, Ah Cuo, let's stop talking about this. What do you want to play today? Horse riding or archery? I'll teach you."

Seeing that he didn't want to continue talking about this topic, Tangcuo wisely stopped talking and said, "I want to make clay figures."

"Making clay figures? Okay, then I'll ask the servants to prepare them." Mu Hanqing smiled slightly, then clapped his hands and told the people beside him to prepare the tools for making clay figures.

After a while, the servant came back with the props for making clay figurines. "Your Highness, we got these from the clay craftsman's shop in the east of the city. They are all top-quality materials."

"Well, let's go down."

"Yes."

Looking at the various props on the ground, Tang Cuo's eyes slightly raised, "Actually, I'm not very good at it..."

"I'll teach you." Mu Hanqing took Tang Cuo's hand and sat on the stone steps on the side.

Wow, boy, you know a lot.

Tangcuo complained a few times in his heart.

Mu Hanqing put the mud on the stone sedan chair, then held Tang Cuo's two hands and slapped the mud to shape it. The stone sedan chair in his hands kept turning, and in just a moment, a porcelain bottle was squeezed out by the two men.

Tang Cuo looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand that looked like a real thing and was a little surprised: Good boy, you really can do it.

"If you want to shape it, you have to tap it gently. If you tap it too hard, the soil will collapse and won't be able to support the top. Then what you made will fall apart. Try it yourself?" Mu Hanqing said gently, then withdrew his hand.

"Oh, okay." Hearing his words, Tang Cuo prepared to do it himself.

The two spent the whole morning making clay figures in the side yard. Mu Hanqing looked at what Tang Cuo had made and was puzzled. "Why does this person have a fish tail?"

"Because he is a mermaid, his name is Sals."

"Mermaid? Is it a combination of human and fish? Why have I never seen such a strange species?" Mu Hanqing frowned slightly.

"It was recorded in a book I read before. It may be a little old and I forgot where I put it." Seeing his puzzled expression, Tangcuo hurriedly took it back.

"I see." He raised his hand and pointed at the little clay figurine next to Tangcuo's other hand. The clay figurine didn't seem to be held firmly, and its arms were shaking, as if it was about to fall off. "What about this one?"

"This is... the prince." Can't you see that? You have no sense at all.

"Is this me?" As soon as he finished speaking, the clay man's arm fell off as expected.

Tang Cuo smiled awkwardly, then said something else, "Maybe I didn't hold it tightly enough, let me fix it."

"Is that so? I thought Acuo was resentful of me and did it on purpose." His tone was casual, and it sounded like he had a bit of pleasure.

"No, no, no, how dare I do that? Maybe it's because I just did it and my technique is not yet skillful." Tang Cuo waved his hands hurriedly: Oh my god, you even discovered this?

"Okay, wash your hands, it's time for us to have lunch." Mu Hanqing raised his hand and touched Tang Cuo's head, then took his hand and walked aside.

"You guys, take these clay figures to the cave and burn them into shape, and then bring them back. Be careful not to bump them." Mu Hanqing instructed the servants beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Uh... do we have to burn it even though it's so messy?" Tang Cuo pursed his lips, seeming to feel a little embarrassed.

"Of course, this is the first time that our Acuo has made clay figures with me, so we naturally have to keep it as a souvenir." Mu Hanqing raised his brows, suddenly giving people a gentle and refined feeling.

"OK then."

The weather was sunny, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Murong Yuan leaned on a chair in the study, holding the sachet on his waist in his left hand and stroking it gently.

"Your Majesty, the terms have been negotiated. Xiao Chengyu of the Rong Dynasty said that in three days, we should send someone to wait at a dilapidated temple ten miles outside the capital, and he will send two people over." The man stood beside him and spoke.

"Well, prepare the carriage, I will go to pick him up in person." Murong Yuan smiled.

"Your Majesty, this is not allowed. Although the location is about ten miles outside the city, it is hard to guarantee that Xiao Chengyu and the others will not cheat. For your safety, I'd better send someone." The man half-knelt in front of him and dissuaded him.

"No need. Select an elite imperial guard. I will personally bring my prince back to the country. No need to persuade me anymore. Just go and prepare." Murong Yuan's tone did not allow for any further arguments.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Seeing that he was determined, the man did not try to dissuade him and stood up and walked out.

Murong Yuan squeezed the sachet in his hand and said in a gentle tone, "Your Highness, we are about to meet. Do you miss Ah Yuan?"

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. Mu Hanqing seemed to be particularly busy during these two days, so the two did not meet again.

Listening to the crackling sounds outside the door and the servants' joyful conversations, Tang Cuo looked forward more and more to what Mu Hanqing would look like when he knew he had escaped.

"How many people are guarding outside the Ono detection door?"

[Handling the host's request, the number of guards outside the door has been reduced from twenty to ten, and the southwest corner is the weakest.]

Duo Shao? Twenty people? Is he afraid that I will fly away? Sending so many people to watch me? It's really a waste of talent.

Tang Cuo was somewhat helpless, "Xiao Ye, wish me success in sneaking away tomorrow."

[Ono believes that the host will succeed.]

"It's of high standard." Tang Cuo walked into the bedroom and looked at the two fired ceramic figurines placed on the table. One was him, and the other was Mu Hanqing with flaws.

As for why there was no ceramic figurine of Sals, the person who brought it told him that the figurine had cracked during the firing process and was a defective product, so it was thrown away.

No, the arm of the little clay figurine of Mu Hanqing he made had fallen off, but it was fine when it was burned out, so why did the other one break?

Tang Cuo seriously suspected that Mu Hanqing wanted to do research on his own and secretly seized Sals's clay figurine.