After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

His Highness has a cold temperament and is never one to show his emotions. His initiative that day when he allowed the relationship between the two to get closer was very rare.

He usually takes the initiative with his tough words and soft heart.

His Highness is so kind, but he can't help but test his bottom line bit by bit.

Jun Changque stood up and said, "Only this time."

For the sake of his disability.

Mo Yanzhuo followed him with her eyes, unable to restrain the joy in her eyes.

He brought a piece of underwear over, and Mo Yanzhuo took off all the clothes that had been half taken off to bandage the wound with one hand, turned his back to him, and stretched out his arms.

Jun Changque's eyes paused on his waist, and he put the clothes on his arms. His fingertips touched his skin, causing waves of tremors. Mo Yanzhuo felt that he was looking for sin. .

"I'll do it myself next." Mo Yanzhuo took a breath, took a step back, adjusted the clothes he had put on, and tightened the belt around his waist.

Jun Changque retracted his hand and watched with interest as he put on his clothes with one hand, walked to the door, and gave instructions. Guiying brought in hot water and all the items for bathing.

With a flash of interest in his eyes, Jun Changque raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want me to help you bathe?"

He had wandered in front of him so many times, but he was caught and had the chance to come back.

Mo Yanzhuo looked at his expression and smiled: "No need, I'll do it myself."

Jun Changque's lips curled up slightly: "You really don't need it?"

He had a really nice smile, and the end of his voice was a seductive question. Mo Yanzhuo was bewitched, and he nodded: "Excuse me, Your Highness."

The door was closed again, Jun Changque stood in front of the tub and looked at him: "Go in."

Being stared at by his unblinking eyes, Mo Yanzhuo felt like there were sparks all over his body, and if he was not careful, they would start a prairie fire and burn him to ashes.

I have done even more extreme things, so what if I took off my clothes in front of His Highness?

Thinking about it, he raised his hand to untie the clothes he had put on, and when he met his appraising eyes, his feet almost slipped. He pretended to be calm, stepped up the stairs, entered the bucket, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He really couldn't bear His Highness's service.

Jun Changque became interested, stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, his delicate face was very close: "Sit down, wet the wound and see if I care about you or not."

Mo Yanzhuo looked at his face and felt that he wanted to bully His Highness again.

He took a breath and begged for mercy in a low voice: "I was wrong, please spare my life, Your Highness."

"It's just a bath, why spare your life?" Jun Changque answered casually, and the towel soaked in water was carefully wiping his back from his shoulders down.

When he was at the bottom, the two hands on the edge of the tub subconsciously squeezed tightly. He frowned nervously, as if he had been wronged.

He looks like this, it's quite interesting.

Jun Changque smiled silently, turned to the front, and wiped his chest. Just as he was about to go down, he held his wrist with the hand on the uninjured side: "Okay, Your Highness, if you continue, it will be serious." It’s killing me.”

Jun Changque let go and the towel fell into the water. He stood up straight and said calmly: "You don't have to cover up anything for me. I dare to appear here, so I'm not afraid of being known. No matter what happens on the way back to Beijing, I'll have it." If you have the ability to handle it, you don’t have to treat me like porcelain, let alone plan everything for me in every detail.”

The design this time was originally aimed at Mo Yanzhuo, the regent. After returning to Beijing, he would be accused of poor protection, which cast doubt on his ability.

Once there is any imperfection in a perfect persona, it can easily lead others to criticize him, which is the beginning of the seizure of power.

Mo Yanzhuo spoke gently and looked up at him: "There is no need to plan, those things should belong to His Highness."

Jun Changque looked at him intently for a moment, then opened the door and left.

In the darkness, Jun Changxiao finally fell asleep and felt a gust of cold wind. He opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him. He asked in a panic: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

After he finished asking, the other party didn't speak. He only heard a vague cold scoff, and the heartbreaking pain came from the previously bandaged area again, and he fainted.

Before he fell into coma, he seemed to see the other party's profile clearly, it was Jun Changque.

He also came to Yangcheng, and he stepped on and broke his leg.

He must have knocked him down in the courtyard from behind before.

The two men, Mo Yanzhuo and Jun Changque, worked together to the point where they were inseparable.

He fell into a coma with resentment.

By the time he returned, Mo Yanzhuo had already washed himself, put on his clothes, and was leaning on the bed. When he saw him coming back, he asked warmly, "Your Highness, are you going to see Jun Changxiao?"

"What?" Jun Changque asked quietly. He stood in front of the bed, untied his robe, walked around him, entered the bed, and lay down.

"It's nothing," Mo Yanzhuo also lay down, "It's just right to cripple him."

*

The news of the conspiracy in the capital has been suppressed, but the emperor is still worried about what is happening in Yangcheng.

Wen Yuan sent people to investigate and sent the information to the emperor.

When the emperor heard what he said, he felt angry: "Jun Changxiao went to Yangcheng? What did he do?"

Most of the people in the court now belong to the regent. He must be aware of any troubles in the capital. What good results can be achieved with such a reckless design?

Losing his own face for no reason.

The emperor was very angry.

After studying with the regent for many years, what did he learn?

Don’t you even know how to be calm and patient?

Wen Yuan sighed: "The eldest prince is a little impatient."

The emperor felt extremely depressed: "Why is he anxious? I originally planned to make him the prince. As long as he doesn't make any mistakes, who else can compete with him for the prince's position?"

Because Wen Yuan had done all the recent things for him, he had full trust in Wen Yuan and would tell him many things, including his preference for the crown prince, which anyone with a discerning eye could tell.

Wen Yuan said: "However, the eldest prince does not have a prominent maternal clan behind him, nor does he have real power. Now that he only has the support of the emperor, he cannot make the courtiers obey at all."

"I know everything you said."

The emperor's face was cold. He thought for a while and asked Wen Yuan, "The Crown Prince told me a few days ago that the officials and people in the capital have lived in the prosperous age for too long and are afraid of developing a temperament for ease and enjoyment. So I plan to select some people from the common people and the children of aristocratic families, enter the major military camps, see the border towns in person, let them experience a thing or two in the military camps, and also cultivate more talented people for the dynasty."

"What do you think, I would like the eldest prince to go to the military camp to practice?"

By then he will be familiar with those young talents and will be able to win over some people for himself.

After all, courtiers have to rely on those children who have devoted their efforts to training.

A hundred years after him, those old ministers will be about the same.

They worked hard to win over their descendants in advance, and it didn't matter how many courtiers the regent controlled.