My Husband Is the Current Prince

Copywriting: Tang Yang is the daughter of a seventh-rank official. Her mother died young, and her father did not care much about her after their marriage. Her family background and talents were not outstanding among the noble ladies in the capital, and the husband she married, Chu Liangping, was only an ordinary-looking second-class scholar with an ordinary family background. The only thing that may make others feel envious is that your husband is highly appreciated by his boss and his career is astonishingly smooth. In seven years, Chu Liangping rose through the ranks, from a second-grade Jinshi to a third-grade household secretary, Zuo Shilang. They are an ordinary couple, and their lives have been peaceful and happy for many years. Until one day, Chu Liangping took an errand and went to Jiangnan. The day he left was the day when the current prince returned to the capital from Qingfeng Temple in Linyi. Tang Yang saw Chu Liangping out of the city. On the way back, the streets were very lively. When the prince's sedan chair passed by, she and others knelt on the ground, feeling really happy for the prince's return to the capital. Nowadays, His Majesty listens to evil ways and is violent by nature, but the Prince has the demeanor of a sage and saint. Tang Yang raised his eyes and took a secret look at this true god. But she was startled. The prince, with his picturesque features and handsome features, met her gaze. Tang Yang hurriedly lowered his head and placed his palm on his heart, where his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. How could the feeling this prince gave her be so similar to that of her man who had just left the city? - The Queen Mother was making arrangements to choose a concubine for the Crown Prince. The uncle's family was in decline, and on the day they met again, Tang Yang was entrusted by his aunt to bring several cousins ​​to the palace to attend the banquet. It would be great if the prince and the queen mother favored him and entered the east palace. Tang Yang was already a woman, so she was naturally not a candidate, but she might as well drink a glass of spiked wine. The maid supported her limp body, and the two of them left their seats. At this moment, someone shouted, "The prince has arrived," and everyone leaned over to greet him. Tangyang barely stayed on the spot. She lowered her head and saw a corner of the dark green robe, and a familiar crisp fragrance came to her nose. Instinct was stronger than reason, and Tang Yang seemed to collapse to the ground in the next moment. The prince stepped forward, held her steady, and said in a low and very pleasant voice, "Is Madam okay?" "... My wife is fine." Tang Yang pretended to be normal, but in fact, his voice was charming and soft, his breath was burning, his cheeks were watery, and he was really in a miserable state. In the middle of the banquet, the prince disappeared. The palace people searched everywhere and finally found traces in a remote palace. The red wall is deep, and the curved chamber is covered in thick shade. A soft hum can be heard from that side. The palace attendant quietly steps forward, and vaguely sees a jade-colored ankle bone, which is instantly wrapped in the man's palm and hidden in a wide black and blue robe. The woman seemed to be wearing a woman's hair. - News of Chu Liangping's death came back from Jiangnan, and Tang Yang became a widow. She was not afraid of being gossiped about, so she quickly agreed to her lover's proposal and got married for the second time. On the day we moved out of Chu Mansion, it was snowing heavily. The prince's boots rolled over the falling snow, stopped Tang Yang's carriage, rolled up the curtains in full view of the public, and bent in. He was born as a prince, so he was extremely noble. Now that I have restored my identity, I have put aside all pretense, and I am even more noble and energetic. The prince said nothing, leaned over, and gently touched her face with his cold hands. Tang Yang couldn't help but tilted his head, and his cheek touched the fox fur on his body. The scattered snow on it gradually disappeared, but it still had a cool feeling. "The person who died was just a fake identity." The prince then spoke. He clamped Tang Yang's chin, stared into her eyes, and asked slowly, word by word: "You are still alive and well, but you want to get married again?" [Wen Mo's honest woman vs. The arrogant and dignified prince] Intention: Live an active life!