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

Jun Changque put away the beads, glanced outside, and asked in a low voice: "What did you do out last night?"

The coldness in Mo Yanzhuo's eyes flashed: "Jun Yu asked someone to put medicine in the cup I was toasting with, and asked An Yan to lead me to find her. How could I let them succeed?"

So he had An Yan and Jun Yu drink medicine and throw them into Jun Changxiao's house.

As for who can be burned by the returned fire, it depends on their lives.

Mo Yanzhuo said: "Jun Yu wanted to ruin our marriage, but Jun Changxiao wanted to plan it together with Jun Yu. He originally planned to kill Jun Yu when Jun Yu planned on me, and when I was not prepared, he would at least kill Jun Yu. My palace, so that I can bear the crime of killing the princess.”

There was a coldness in Jun Changque's eyes: "The prince of Zhenguo Palace has left the capital with some people and went to the military camp in the west. The rest of the common people and children of aristocratic families who were selected to go to the military camp for trials are also scattered in various military camps, and the lists are distributed Jiang Yinan is in charge of everything, and no one else can see anything from it."

Therefore, my father's idea of ​​placing Jun Changxiao in the military camp was not feasible at all.

Besides, he couldn't go either.

He forcibly took painkillers to control the pain in his leg and move, which completely destroyed his right leg that could have been cured.

He could no longer stand up.

What would he do if he jumped over the wall in a hurry?

Mo Yanzhuo looked at the imperial majesty he unconsciously revealed and smiled softly: "If His Highness hadn't given up on his own initiative, I wouldn't have been able to ask His Highness to abdicate."

At least not without provoking large-scale war.

If we really fight to the end, it will only end in ruins for all living beings.

No matter how obedient and cruel His Highness is, he always has a kind heart towards the people.

Jun Changque smiled lazily: "Not necessarily. The regent has an unparalleled external image of benevolence and righteousness. When you support Jun Changxiao wholeheartedly, he will maintain his respect for you on the surface. With you taking care of everything, he can also be external. Show him the gentleness and generosity you have brought up in him, and win over the courtiers.”

"And I am the one who contrasts with him. In the prosperous times, the people and courtiers will hope that they have a benevolent and righteous king."

He had never cared about his forced labor before, but now it was more natural to mention it, and Mo Yanzhuo no longer felt too guilty. He just wanted to love his highness well and stay by his side.

Mo Yanzhuo frowned, feeling uncomfortable with his somewhat self-deprecating words.

"Your Highness, please don't praise him so much. He is just hypocritical."

For people like him, this word is not a good word. Like the emperor, there is only superficial hypocrisy.

Jun Changque nodded: "Okay, I won't talk about it anymore."

He deserved it. Mo Yanzhuo was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, are you so talkative today?"

Jun Changque looked at him: "What? Are you easy to talk to or not?"

Mo Yanzhuo said: "It's not a bad thing, I'm just afraid that His Highness will be too accommodating to me. Although Your Highness is very good in every aspect, His Highness is not bound. In front of me, Your Highness will never have to worry about anything."

Jun Changque said: "There is no need to accommodate. We have formed a contract and are a family. There is nothing wrong with being more open-minded between the two of us."

Mo Yanzhuo felt worried, grabbed his hand, and whispered: "Your Highness said that we are a family. I was wrong."

This was a result they had never expected before.

Family, they have the closest relationship from now on.

However, in order to make the other party happy, they will unconsciously compromise for the other party, which is actually no problem.

He still didn't think as much as His Highness.

Jun Changque said: "You have always called me Your Highness, but you have never put me on an equal footing. You will subconsciously sacrifice yourself to fulfill me. Call me by my name from now on."

Mo Yanzhuo smiled: "Your Highness misunderstood, I called you that because I witnessed what you were like when you were His Majesty. Whether that memory is painful or not, it is a memory I don't want to forget."

His eyebrows were curved and his smile was gentle, "Besides, Your Highness, you can think of me as jealous. Others have called me Ah Que for many years, and I also want to have a name that is unique to me."

Jun Changque sighed softly, was he still thinking about Qin Xuan liking him?

Previously, Qin Xuan gave him all the shops in Yangcheng and half of the shops in Beijing, together with the things in the shops. He even opened some private stronghold permissions for Qin's Trading Company, and also gave him many things as a contract. present.

What others were so jealous of was in his eyes just proof that Qin Xuan was provoking him.

At that time, when he heard those deeds, he only smiled and said, "Qin Xuan is really interested in His Highness." He thought he was just saying it casually.

I didn’t expect to be waiting for him here.

He didn't ask him to return the deed gift, nor did he ask him to sever his relationship with Qin Xuan, but he was very jealous from time to time.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I have a nickname, Axi."

Mo Yanzhuo asked curiously: "A treacherous path? Or a hope of hope? Or a hope of light and happiness?"

Jun Changque said slowly: "The word "xi" in the act of praying for ridicule."

Pray to recommend virtuous people, not avoid relatives and enemies, be impartial and selfless.

It also means outstanding literary talent.

It seems like a good word.

But what he didn't say was that when taken alone, this word also means sin slave or enslavement.

You don't need to think about it to know that this name was given to His Highness by the woman Shu Fei, so naturally she didn't know how to interpret it well.

Mo Yanzhuo suppressed the anger in his heart, smiled and said, "Then I will call Your Highness A Xin from now on. Your Highness is my most beloved person."

Jun Changque refused: "It's weird."

Mo Yanzhuo laughed softly: "Look, after all the detours, it's best to call him Your Highness."

Jun Changque suddenly thought of something and suggested enthusiastically: "Why don't you call me husband? It's completely your title."

As he said this, he felt it made sense, and stared at him with bright eyes, waiting for him to call.

Mo Yanzhuo looked at him and called out in a low voice without any pressure: "Husband."

Jun Changque touched his heart and smiled: "Well, it sounds pretty good."

A flash of interest flashed in Mo Yanzhuo's eyes, and he stood up: "Husband, let's go out to have breakfast. I will help you change your clothes, and then have someone bring you hot water."

Jun Changque's ears turned red when he called him, and when he saw the servant who came in to bring hot water, he begged for mercy with an expressionless face: "Forget it, if you want to call me Your Highness, just call him Your Highness!"

He shouted very seriously and did not deliberately tease him, but Jun Changque just felt very embarrassed.

Mo Yanzhuo took the initiative to persuade: "We newlyweds should get used to it and let them get used to it too."

But forget it, it’s not appropriate!

Neither of them is completely dependent on the other, and there is no need for deliberate titles to show who is the dominant one.

Mo Yanzhuo smiled gently: "I listen to Ah Xin."

Jun Changque breathed a sigh of relief and called Ah Xin. Although it was numb, it sounded more comfortable.