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

"I don't want to call you the emperor's aunt." The little emperor came over with anger on his face. When he saw the woman beside the regent turning her head, his expression suddenly froze, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted, "Mother, queen?"

Jun Molin glanced over displeasedly, "Get out if you keep yelling."

"Don't be mean to him." Jiang Yun said helplessly as she grabbed the man's big hand.

She looked at the little emperor with gentle eyes, "Your Majesty, please go sit in the room first."

The little emperor nodded immediately, "Okay."

After saying that, he stepped forward to help people.

Jun Molin suddenly tightened his face, hugged Jiang Yun around the waist, and took the lead in walking towards the house.

Jiang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took the initiative to wrap her arms around the man's neck, "Just treat it like a child, husband, don't be jealous."

"He's not much younger than you."

She was not happy to say that, compared to herself, she was ten years older than her. Why did his father give birth to him so early?

"That's a kid too." Jiang Yun said softly, reaching out and patting his shoulder, "We are elders."

"Mother, haven't you already..." The little emperor caught up and couldn't wait to ask.

Jun Molin glanced at him, "If you call me Queen again, I will become your father."

"..." The little emperor looked over with frustration, and changed his words depressingly, "Auntie."

Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing, "Your Majesty, please sit down quickly and ignore your uncle."

"Uncle, mother..." The little emperor glanced at Jun Molin carefully, "Is Auntie still in good health?"

"It's okay to teach you a lesson, but you can't make him angry." The man said in a majestic voice, holding Jiang Yun's hand tightly.

It's strange that his wife is recovering from her illness, but he doesn't care about that, as long as she recovers.

Monster or fairy, they are all his wives.

The little emperor looked at Jun Molin with a faint look, "Uncle Huang always makes people angry. When have I ever been angry?"

"Did the emperor forget to call the imperial doctor to make people faint?"

Jun Molin had known that this little brat had come here to expose people's shortcomings, and he would never let him enter this house.

"I don't remember." The man calmed down and sat quietly peeling tangerines, feeding Jiang Yun a piece every now and then.

Probably because he was used to his behavior in the palace, the little emperor turned directly to talk to Jiang Yun, "There are a lot of fruits in the palace that are tribute from various places. I will have them delivered later. What does the emperor want in the future?" Tell me directly."

"Your Majesty, do you think that I am dead?" Jun Molin raised his head unsatisfied, "Just mind your own business. If you really have nothing to do, will I choose a concubine for you again?"

"No, I don't want so many concubines!" The little emperor immediately stood up awkwardly, "There are still things in the palace, I will leave first."

He hurriedly saluted, turned around and left quickly, as if there was someone urging him behind him.

Jun Molin snorted and said with disgust: "You useless little brat, you are actually afraid of the Queen."

Jiang Yun lightly kicked his feet and smiled, "My husband seems to be very powerful?"

"Madam is the most powerful." Seeing that she didn't want to eat, the man quickly stuffed the orange in his mouth into his mouth, reached out to scoop it up from her body, and coaxed in a low voice, "What would Madam want to eat tonight? I'll do it."

"I'm almost full from you." Jiang Yun touched her belly, and soon a big hand came over the back of her hand, and her delicate lips were covered by his lowered head.

She whispered softly, her fingertips slid across his brow, and she raised her head to kiss him.

The more proactive you are, the tighter you will be.

The tip of her tongue was numb, she retreated with wet eyes, stretched out her hand to push his chest, "No more kissing."

"Go play with the cat for a while, and I'll go cook." He reluctantly let go and rubbed her forehead, his voice hoarse and lustful, "I really want to eat my wife."

Jiang Yun reached out and patted his face, confidently, and said with a smile: "If you have the ability, I will eat it."

He pinched her cheek and said, "Madam, don't worry, I will soon become more capable."

He had already asked the doctor that after the first three months, it would be fine as long as he was careful.

Facing the man's dark and deep gaze, Jiang Yun immediately stopped smiling and turned her head away, "I didn't say anything."

After bringing the cat over to her and calling a few maids to wait on her, Jun Molin went to the kitchen to prepare the food himself.

He had done everything with his hands, but cooking had only recently started.

He said he was cooking, but in reality he was standing by with a straight face and watching the master cook. If Uncle Liu hadn't given him a lot of money, the master would have been scared away.

After the cooks were ready, Jun Molin accompanied Jiang Yun to dinner. She had a good appetite for everything she ate now, and she ate in small bites, which was pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Yun was used to his fiery gaze, so she put some food into his bowl when she thought it was delicious. When the bowl was filled with food, she asked him to eat with him.

He eats quickly and is not picky. He can handle it in just a few strokes.

The two put down their chopsticks almost at the same time, sat and played with the cat for a while, and then held hands and went to the yard to eat.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, spring is everywhere and full of life.

The doctor would come over every day to check his pulse, and he felt that his pulse was much stronger than that of ordinary people. It didn't look like he was a person who had only a few days to live.

I don't know where the regent found the panacea, but old guys like them are very curious.

Jun Molin didn't care what they thought, he only focused on his cooking skills. Every night while Jiang Yun was sleeping, he went to the kitchen to mess around. One time, he accidentally burned the kitchen, and Jiang Yun pulled his ears for a long time. .

The news that the regent was getting married spread throughout the capital, and the news about the regent killing the rebels also spread like wildfire. It was said that he would give money to the people attending the wedding. Everyone now said that the regent was a good prince.

Jiang Yun was still married as the daughter of General Jiang. She was said to be the adopted daughter of the clan. The emperor also granted the marriage a direct decree, making the marriage even more unbreakable.

The little bunny in her belly has finally turned three months old, and the day of marriage has arrived.

This time, the hall was full of guests and blessings continued. The regent was different from the previous majesty and coldness. He took the older ministers and drank a lot of wine.

When the person was slightly tipsy, he began to ask people about the secret of longevity. He was not pretentious at all, but rather approachable.

After worshiping heaven and earth, he entered the bridal chamber, took off his hijab and drank Hexin wine. Jun Molin was dragged to drink. He hesitated and didn't want to leave. Jiang Yun smiled and motioned for him to go first.

She sat on the bed and rested for a while, letting Grandma Wang help her take off the heavy phoenix crown on her head.

Grandma Wang had served her well before, so Jun Molin went to the palace to bring her back and asked her to continue to serve her.

Coming in from the outside with a food box in hand, Grandma Wang looked at Jiang Yun with joy, "Would you like something to eat, Princess? Your Majesty just asked the servant to bring it over. I'm afraid you're hungry."

Jiang Yun nodded slowly. There were snacks and soup in the food box, and her favorite dishes at the bottom.

She ate some, listened to the noise outside, got up and walked around the house for a while.

There are red silks everywhere, which is festive and eye-catching. Acacia bells are hung on the bed, and the bright red brocade quilt is sprinkled with dried fruits such as peanuts and longan.

Jiang Yun bent down to pick them up, and soon heard a knock on the door outside, and a man's deep voice slowly sounded, "Madam, I'm in."

"Husband, come in." She continued to pick up the dried fruits on the bed, and hurried footsteps came over. Then she picked her up and sat down on a chair beside her.

Jiang Yun bent her eyes and smiled, her smiling eyes reflecting the figure of the man dumping dried fruits on the quilt.

After clearing everything on the mattress, Jun Molin came over and bent down to kiss her twice. His Adam's apple rolled, and his reddish face showed tenderness, "Madam, I'm going to take a bath first."

She likes to be clean and can't let her smell of alcohol stink.

"Go on, don't take cold showers today." The woman's voice reminded her softly.

The man put his hands on his hips and looked sideways at her, as if he had hardened his temper, held his head high and said, "I always wash in hot water."

Jiang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't expose him.

There were still some guests who had not left outside, and some people were bold enough to shout outside, calling the Regent to go drink.

Jun Molin came back from the back after washing, and crossed his arms to open the door to chase people away.

"My husband is back."

The man immediately turned back, his eyes fiery and eager, "Madam, it's time for us to get married, they are too noisy."

"It's okay. On the big day, they will make a fuss and then go back." Jiang Yun held his hand, "Are you drunk?"

"Not drunk." He sat down next to her, held her hand, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Since Madam doesn't care about the noise outside, let's get started."

Before Jiang Yun could respond, a dark shadow came over her, and then an arm was wrapped around her waist, hugging her and lying down.

The waist is cool and covered with red silk.

Very straightforward and straight to the point.

With a bit of restraint and enthusiasm.

Be patient and coax her first.