Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

"It's the Chinese New Year, it's better for the emperor's sister-in-law to hold on for a few days, otherwise it will be unlucky." His face was tense and his expression was a bit grim.

Jiang Yun looked at him angrily, "I'm just sleepy, I can't die."

"Don't talk about death, it's unlucky." He pinched her cheeks and threatened in a low voice with a tigerish face.

Jiang Yun tilted her head in disgust, "Don't pinch me all the time, rough."

"If you don't like this or that, I won't hesitate to pinch you." He let go of his hand, his tightened brows relaxed, and his brows took on a hint of tenderness.

Jiang Yun closed her eyes again, and he immediately pinched her face. Repeatedly, she had to try hard to keep her eyes open so as not to fall asleep.

Only after the imperial doctor came to check her pulse and confirmed that she was okay for the time being, Jun Molin was willing to let her close her eyes and sleep.

"Uncle Emperor, have you scared my queen mother again?"

The little emperor couldn't help but accuse. He knew clearly that Jiang Yunjing could not be intimidated, but he did this deliberately. He must have wanted to remove the only person who checked him, so that he could usurp the throne and become the emperor.

"Which eye did you see?" The regent looked at him coldly, "Go away and criticize the papers."

"I am the emperor, you, you..." Seeing Jun Molin stand up and walk toward him, the little emperor immediately shut his mouth, turned around and ran away.

When he grows up, hang this thief up and beat him!

Jun Molin looked away and looked at Jiang Yun on the bed, where Grandma Wang was wiping her face.

"When did the Queen Mother rest last night?" He asked aloud, lowering his voice, but the sense of pressure from the superior was inherent.

Grandma Wang came over with her back bent and replied softly: "The Queen Mother only went to bed when she was ugly. She said she had to braid the sword tassels before going to bed, but the servants couldn't persuade her."

Jun Molin's eyes flashed, he pursed his lips, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "From now on, if she doesn't sleep, she will send someone to inform me."

"Yes."

"Let's go out first."

"Yes, Your Majesty." After everyone left, Jun Molin strode to the bed and sat down, looking at Jiang Yun intently.

The sword spike dangled in front of his eyes, and he glanced at it, "Just for this thing, the emperor's wife is really successful."

The kitten jumped over and stepped on the brocade quilt. Jun Molin lifted it away and frowned softly: "Don't disturb her."

The little white cat with light gray ears raised its head, jumped back, and patted his knees with its paws.

What fun is there in raising such a noisy little thing?

Jun Molin grabbed the back of its neck, carried it out with a cold face and threw it to Grandma Wang.

The little things raised by squeamish people are also squeamish. They must be coaxed and spoiled. They cannot be beaten or scolded, otherwise they will get angry with you.

He walked back and sat down by the bed, pulled the quilt tightly over her and covered her tightly. His eyes fell on her thick, curly long eyelashes, and he reached out to touch her accidentally.

Jiang Yun shook his head, and he suddenly retracted his hand, his heartbeat became disordered, and he quickly stood up and turned his back.

Damn it, what did he touch?

Without staying any longer, the regent strode out with a cold expression, his whole body filled with ferocious aura. He grabbed the reins, mounted his horse sideways, and ran directly towards the imperial study.

When the little emperor finished approving his papers, he was taken to the school field for a wrestling competition by the regent. He cursed him all morning.

In the afternoon Jiang's father and Jiang's mother came to the palace to see Jiang Yun, and no one else came to disturb them.

After talking to her family for a while, Jiang Yun felt much better and had more smiles on her face.

Mrs. Jiang looked at the people serving around her and felt relieved. It was better to be the Queen Mother than to be a concubine, at least she would not suffer so many grievances.

It's just that the current battle between the emperor and the regent will inevitably affect her in the future.

"Mom, don't worry about me, and dad, don't get involved in these chores." Jiang Yun warned the two elders.

Others thought that the relationship between the emperor and the regent was incompatible, but this was not necessarily the case. At least the regent had no intention of usurping the throne.

General Jiang nodded solemnly, "Father, I listen to you. If you feel uncomfortable in the palace, you must send a message."

"My daughter is living a good life, and she eats the best food." Jiang Yun said softly, holding Jiang's mother's hand.

She was also pampered at home. General Jiang didn't think there was anything good about the palace. His daughter was wronged when she left their side.

It's just that the emperor's order is like this, and there's nothing you can do about it.

After having dinner together in the evening, the couple went back.

Jiang Yun stood at the door of Fu'an Palace and looked at it from a distance. It was snowing heavily.

Jun Molin walked along the corridor, put his hands on his waist, and said in a majestic tone, "The Queen Mother is well. If you like the snow so much, why don't you go for a roll?"

"Mother, I will take you to have a snowball fight!" The little emperor took off his brocade fur and ran over happily.

Jiang Yun wanted to play, but when she thought of her own body, she could only shake her head, curved her eyes and said softly: "Your Majesty, you can play by yourself. The Aijia can just watch."

After all, he is still a child. No matter how well he pretends to be, now that he is playful, he cannot suppress his natural instinct.

The snow was as deep as his calves, and he could easily grab a handful. He threw it at the Prince Regent with great vengeance, not daring to throw it in the face, but only daring to hit his leg.

Jun Molin's face darkened, "You've eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, haven't you?"

"Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Your uncle can't hit me." The little emperor confidently threw snowballs at him.

When children are beaten on the first day of the new year, they should be beaten as soon as they are hit, and they should not choose an auspicious time.

The man strode into the snow, grabbed him, threw him into the snow and buried him.

Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing, her smile was like the ice and snow melting in spring, warming the branches.

Jun Molin couldn't help but look at it a few more times, picked up a large handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball and walked towards Jiang Yun.

His posture seemed like he was going to hit her. Jiang Yun quickly turned around and walked into the house, shrinking her neck and said, "The Ai family is cold, the Ai family has gone in."

"Sister-in-law, don't you want to play?" Jun Molin called to her and put the snow ball into her hand, "Don't hold yourself back, you are the biggest in the palace."

The cold chill hit her. Jiang Yun curled up her fingers and immediately put it back into his hand, "Prince Regent, you can play with yourself."

Seeing that she had returned to the house, Jun Molin threw the snow on the little emperor who ran over without interest, tossed his clothes and followed her into the house.

Little Emperor: "..."

The eunuch quickly helped shake the dragon robe and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Regent is just playing with you."

"Whoever wants to play with him is disrespectful!"

The young emperor who made inappropriate remarks was sent back to the royal study by the regent for criticism.

Jiang Yun's fingers were slightly frozen, and she huddled up holding the stove.

Jun Molin took off his sword and walked in. His eyes fell on the tip of her nose and fingers, which were red from the cold. He felt a little unreasonable.

He sat down next to him, turned over the heated stove to bake for her, and took some clothes to put on her.

"It's getting late, why is the regent still staying here at the Ai family?"

"Did the Queen Mother forget something?" he asked aloud.

Jiang Yun pursed her lower lip, "I'll give you a peace knot tomorrow. I haven't had time to do it today."

"Do it now." He said matter-of-factly.

Jiang Yun frowned, not happy, and turned to look at Grandma Wang, "Go and get it."

Seeing her unwilling and aggrieved expression of having to obey, Jun Molin couldn't help but raise his lips, feeling inexplicably good.

Under the bright candlelight, the woman concentrated on what she was doing. The man stared at her intently, and occasionally helped to hold the rope, seemingly unaware of anything wrong.

Grandma Wang didn't dare to show her anger, so she quietly slipped behind the screen and stood there.

In this palace, the more she sees and knows, the faster she will die. Anyway, she doesn't know anything.

"It's not this one, it's the wrong one."

"The red one, don't touch the yellow one."

"Aijia can do it by himself. Pass the rope in your hand."

Jiang Yun felt a little disgusted with him. She should have made it up long ago, but this man insisted on helping, but it was a waste of help.

Jun Molin's head was pounding upon hearing this, his eyebrows were twitching, and he immediately handed over his hand.