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

He is humble and sincere, with a respectful attitude. He is not a lofty regent, but an ordinary man who wants to give all the good things to the people he loves.

What is unethical and deviant?

What is it that undermines order and leads to unhealthy trends?

It's just two people falling in love.

What the Prince Regent told the world was his sincere affection, and he did not deliberately promote anything.

Just like what the man said in front of the emperor, the regent has always been clean and well-educated. How can he be someone who plays with emotions?

Obviously he is the most pious in his treatment of emotions.

The people looked at him and found it difficult to refuse his request. Someone said loudly: "I can write, I come first."

A young man came out. He took up a pen and wrote four words on the front of the unfolded bamboo slips: forever and ever.

"I'll come too, I can also write."

"And I."

"I can't read, so just press the seal."

The people were very excited and divided into two teams to write blessings and take fingerprints.

Mo Yanzhuo walked up to Jun Changque, handed him the red silk in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in, Your Highness."

Jun Changque was still wondering whether the handwriting on the bamboo slip was his handwriting. When he heard his voice, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the red silk at hand, and reached out to take it.

He also arranged this matter.

There were too few sincere people around him, so Mo Yanzhuo won the pure blessings of ordinary people for him.

At first, he was the one who was tempted, but Mo Yanzhuo rewarded him little by little.

Step by step, he walked with Mo Yanzhuo into the lobby, his heart becoming more tender.

He has got what he wanted, and nothing else he could ask for is inferior to him.

No matter what I experience in the future, it will never be painful again.

There were four people sitting in the lobby. They were the old couple that Qin Xuan helped find for blessing, and Xian Zhi's parents.

The two stood still in front of them and shouted loudly as the host spoke.

"Worship heaven and earth."

The two of them faced the door and bowed together.

I would like to inform all the gods and Buddhas that today Mo Yanzhuo and Jun Changque have made a contract to be husband, and they will never abandon each other for the rest of their lives.

According to the Jiufang banishing spirit, today Jun Changque and Mo Yanzhuo have become husband and wife, and they will remain together forever.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

From now on, his happiness and anger are all my happiness and anger, and his burden is my responsibility.

"Welcome to the newlyweds."

Holding the child's hand, life and death depend on each other.

"It's done."

The two of them were escorted back to the master bedroom, and no one came to the bridal chamber without a good idea.

Mo Yanzhuo brought the Hexin wine and handed him a glass: "Your Highness, please give me a glass of wine."

Jun Changque stretched out his hand to take it, entwining his hands with the wine glass, then got closer and drank the wine while staring at the other person's face.

Since then, floating boats have docked, bluebirds have thrown themselves into the forest, and deer have met the stream.

Mo Yanzhuo took the cup away from his hand and put it aside, raised his eyes to look at his gentle face, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, and put it on his wrist.

The slender wrists look even more white and dazzling against the backdrop of the red sandalwood beads.

Mo Yanzhuo whispered: "This is my wedding gift to His Highness. I wish His Highness peace and success."

Jun Changque looked at his wrist, curled his lips slightly, and said nothing.

He was very quiet. Mo Yanzhuo stretched out her hand to caress his face, rubbed the corners of his eyes and lips with her fingertips, and said warmly: "Your Highness, take a rest. I'll have someone prepare some food for you. I'll go out and take a look."

Jun Changque nodded.

The room fell silent, and he took out a stack of letters from his sleeve and placed it under his pillow.

Presumably, Mo Yanzhuo would rather see her reply to every letter from him in those three years than those external things.

Mo Yanzhuo went out for a while and then came back soon. Looking at Jun Changque who was leaning on the bed with his forehead in his hands and his eyes closed to rest, he walked over softly.

Jun Changque opened his eyes and stared at him.

Mo Yanzhuo sat down and said, "Your Highness, today is our wedding night."

He took his hand, put it on his waist, and smiled: "His Highness said that you wanted me, and I fulfilled my promise to His Highness."

Jun Changque had almost forgotten about this matter. His joking remarks when he got angry were not to be taken seriously.

But seeing that his face was abnormally red and his eyes were wet, he was different from his usual calmness.

Jun Changque became interested. He stepped forward and smelled the smell of wine: "How much wine have you drunk? It's not just one glass, right?"

He was asking if he was really drunk or fake.

Don't pretend to be drunk and coax him to the Prince Regent's Palace like last time.

But at this time, it made no difference whether he was drunk or not.

Seeing his hesitation, Mo Yanzhuo got on the couch first, lay down, and said in a soft voice with a rising tone: "Your Highness, don't you want me? Tonight, it's up to you."

Tsk.

Jun Changque was provoked by him. He lowered the bed curtain, pushed him down on the quilt, leaned over him, pressed his lips against his, and tentatively stretched out his tongue to lick his lips.

When he couldn't help but chase after him, he retreated back, stared at his dissatisfied expression, pulled open his loose wedding dress, stared at his chest for a moment, and lowered his head.

Mo Yanzhuo hummed to save his dignity: "Well... Your Highness..."

Jun Changque, who was bewitched, couldn't hold back, moved to his shoulder, and bit out of control.

"Hiss~" The unexpected pain made Mo Yanzhuo frown, but he did not avoid it.

He propped himself up and raised his head to reach for Jun Changque's lips. Jun Changque quickly came back, their lips and tongues entangled.

After a long time, Mo Yanzhuo panted lightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, don't just kiss me. Please help me too."

Something underneath him pinched his leg. Jun Changque hesitated for a moment, then put his hand into his robe and grabbed it unfamiliarly.

"what……"

Compared with his own shameful suppression, his movements were unrestrained, and his cooperative response made Jun Changque feel a sense of accomplishment, and his whole body felt warm after hearing it.

Mo Yanzhuo felt his somewhat unskilled movements, but did not feel dissatisfied. After all, His Highness had never been so enthusiastic.

It was as if all restraint had been let go.

Being married is different.

Mo Yanzhuo thought, her body being manipulated by him became unbearable.

Sighing softly, she turned over and pressed him under her: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I couldn't help it anymore."

It's amazing that he can endure being served by the person he likes personally.

Jun Changque snorted softly, as if mocking his determination.

But whether you should say it or not, taking the initiative yourself is very tiring.

His hands were sore.

And Mo Yanzhuo is really powerful.

Thinking of some random things in his mind, Mo Yanzhuo kissed his lips, listening to his breathing, which gradually became synchronized.

"Your Highness, I've taken Chinese medicine," Mo Yanzhuo took the time to say, "Tonight will probably be too much."

Jun Changque closed his eyes and thought, when have you never gone too far?

I have also taken Chinese medicine, and you always look like Chinese medicine.

Mo Yanzhuo threw their wedding clothes on the ground, looked at his expressions, and gently asked him to relax. When his slightly pursed lips and frown gradually relaxed, he used his fingers a little harder.

"Well..." Jun Changque hummed softly.

Jun Changque was in a very calm mood tonight. He could follow him wholeheartedly, and he didn't mind giving him a sense of accomplishment.