Prince Regent's husband

It's clearly summer, but Jiang Yanshu feels like falling into an ice cellar.

The woman in front of her was still scolding non-stop, as if this would give her an incomparable sense of superiority.

"Your mother has been lingering for more than ten years, and finally she left. She was ashamed when she was alive, and after she died, she was also worthy of being eaten by wild dogs. She was worthy of entering the Jiang family's ancestral grave? It really insulted the mistress Location."

Jiang Yanshu's ears were ringing, and the surrounding noises came in, but his attention was all focused on Mrs. Jiang's opening and closing mouth, "You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Mrs. Jiang smiled, more beautifully than Huadu, "Who doesn't know that your mother has shameless sex with others, and she will have a good time until she dies, and she will lose all the face of the prime minister's mansion. joke."

No, no... How could someone as gentle as my mother be so unbearable as they said, they were all liars!

Jiang Yanshu's eyes were red, and he was so angry that he suddenly rushed forward, pulling Mrs. Jiang's hair with fists and kicks.

"Ah—you bastard!"

Mrs. Jiang screamed. Don't look at Jiang Yanshu as a brother, she has little strength, and she cut Mrs. Jiang's face.

When Mrs. Jiang touched it, her fingertips were covered with blood, and she trembled angrily, "Catch me this bastard!!!"

The servants didn't expect that the usually soft and weak young master would suddenly be so cruel. When he looked at the woman, Mrs. Jiang's left cheek was not shallow.

The two servants came up and grabbed Jiang Yanshu, one on the left and the other on the right. The elder brother is always the elder brother, with only that little strength.

"Heh, this character is also suitable for that living Hades, maybe you can live for a few days after marrying."

Mrs. Jiang covered her face, bleeding profusely. With this grin, her whole face was ferocious.

"Put people in prison and don't let them out until the day they get married."

"Yes."

The vicious woman succeeded in ascending to the position, and the first order she gave was to lock up the young master and not to deliver food.

The matriarch of the Jiang family has changed, and there are many people who have ascended to heaven, and Jiang Yanshu's status has plummeted.

"Young master, young master... eat while it's hot." Outside the window, Ziqi quietly handed over food wrapped in oiled paper. You can't take the food box in the kitchen, and you will be discovered if you take it. In this way, the food that can be stolen is purely Leftovers.

Jiang Yanshu had never been so wronged before, his swollen eyes never disappeared, but his hungry stomach didn't allow him to let him go, so he took it angrily and wronged, even so, he didn't forget his little attendant, "Ziqi , you hurry back and don’t let them find out.”

Otherwise, a beating is inevitable.

Ziqi smiled honestly, with most of his head propped on the window, feeling inexplicably happy. Normally, Jiang Yanshu would have been laughing with his attendants.

"It's okay, if the young master is hungry, remember to leave a code, Ziqi has no other skills, at least the young master won't be hungry."

The room became quiet again, the more Jiang Yanshu was like this, the more he couldn't forget what the vicious woman said, but he was so angry that he couldn't do anything, he could only eat while crying with tears in his eyes.

Half a month passed quickly, and the wedding date of the eldest young master of the prime minister's mansion and the regent arrived.

The gongs and drums outside are noisy, even if you are in the backyard, you can still hear the crackling of firecrackers.

Jiang Yanshu, who was dressed in joyful attire, leaned softly against the bedpost, and the apple that should have been in his palm was casually thrown on the table.

The door quietly opened from the outside, and Ziqi couldn't wait to grab Jiang Yanshu's hand, extremely eager.

"Young master, young master... Most of the servants have gone to the front yard to help, and the back door is unguarded, let's run away!"

Jiang Yanshu forced the corners of his mouth to move, his eyes dimmed, and he murmured, "It's too late..."

It's not that he didn't think about running away. Just two days ago, he managed to lure away the guards, but he was arrested two streets away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He was imprisoned for two days, although he didn't stop eating and drinking, but today, he was forced to feed Ruanjin powder, and he was completely weak, how could he run again.

If you marry, you can marry. After all, you will never die or live in the prime minister's mansion. If you marry, you may be able to live a few days of peace.

It's a pity that I'm sorry for my mother, he can't justify her name.

The face in the bronze mirror looked strange, but Jiang Yanshu's eyes turned red when he thought of the next thing in a blink of an eye.

"I can support the young master..." Ziqi had red eyes, before he could finish his sentence, the door was slammed open.

Several servants came in one after another, Ziqi hurriedly shut up.

When Xi Niang saw that there was an extra child in the room, she was surprised and on guard.

The prime minister's wife warned that the master and servant are very good at causing trouble, and they wanted to escape two days ago, so she should be careful, don't run away midway, the regent will take his life out of his anger.

Xi Niang made a high-pitched voice, and the servants took the red hijab and covered it to the end, Jiang Yanshu only saw the eye-catching red.

"The sedan chair has arrived, it's time for the young master to set off."

Under the hijab, Jiang Yanshu's eyes were only on his feet. Wherever he passed, he could vaguely hear the passing servants talking, and there was sarcasm and sympathy in their words.

A good young master of the prime minister's mansion, but marrying the notorious king regent, is not sending him to death.

That's right, a child with no father and no mother, this is the best result.

Until he got into the sedan chair, he was supported by the maid.

During the circle around the city, Jiang Yanshu's head was empty, and the hustle and bustle along the way did not affect him, but when the sedan chair landed, Jiang Yanshu's heart instantly lifted.

Xipo seemed to have been entrusted with trying to help the person out after the sedan chair stopped, even though it was against the rules.

It's just that Xi Niang took a step when she was frightened by the man who appeared next to her.

The man was wearing the same bright red wedding dress, and his unfriendly face showed no emotions.

The dark pupils stared straight at the Living Hades, even though Xi Po had the courage to look at him, she almost knelt down on the spot.

Perhaps there was no movement inside the sedan chair, and the man's cold eyes fell on Xi Po again.

Xi Po faltered, cold sweat had already broken out on her forehead, "Master, Master...it's not convenient to come out..."

As for the inconvenience, Xipo dare not say it directly.

There was no change on Jun Xie's face, but not a fool could understand the sudden coldness around him.

Huo Yan Wang was angry.

The welcoming team was silent for a moment.

Jiang Yanshu's mind was in chaos, he didn't quite know what was going on outside, he only knew that he had arrived somewhere.

"Whoa-"

The car curtain was lifted, and the sun poured in.

During the journey, the hijab on the top of the head slipped half way, and most of it was hung on the hairpin on the back of the head.

Jiang Yanshu opened his eyes, and before he could see the people in the backlight clearly, he flew into the air the next moment.

The left cheek suddenly touched the opponent's chest, the hard cheek was a little painful, and there were bright red clothes in the corners of the eyes, obviously it was a pair with the one on the body.

When the person fell into his arms, Jun Xi's deep eyes flickered slightly.

It turned out that the soft tendons were scattered.

Effortlessly carry people out of the sedan chair.

The front hall was lively and lively, but the moment the newcomers entered, the atmosphere changed.

"What's the situation, isn't the Prince Regent dissatisfied with the marriage? Why is he still hugging him personally?"

"It should be said that this marriage was forced by His Majesty, the prince will not be satisfied, besides, he is the brother of the prime minister's mansion."

"But at the moment, it seems that something is different."

"Isn't the prime minister at odds with the regent? How can you be willing to part with your own child..."

"You are stupid, this is the child of the original spouse, not to mention the matter of the original spouse... who is the prime minister's successor now, and there is a son who will pass on from generation to generation."

"Jiang is still old and hot, and Prime Minister Jiang's calculations are really good."

The hijab had fallen somewhere, Jiang Yanshu didn't need to look to know that the room was full of people.

It's good to have a hijab, but now that he doesn't have a hijab, his only sense of shame makes him not want others to see him with a weak face, turning his head with great effort, and inevitably burying it in the man's chest.

Outsiders can only see half of the smooth and petite side face.

Sensing the small movements of the person in his arms, Jun Xie squinted his eyes, but did not put him down.

Holding people like this, I worshiped under the congratulations of the bride.

Jiang Yanshu was in a trance, and when he fully regained his sanity, everyone was in the wedding room. If you ask him to recall the process of worship.

He could only think of the regular and powerful heartbeat of the Living Hades.

Ruanjinsan is time-effective, and at night, he gradually regained his physical strength. The vicious woman was afraid that he would cause trouble, so she specially prescribed Ruanjinsan.

The wedding room was too quiet, Jiang Yan grabbed his sleeves anxiously, rejoicing, but panicked at the same time.

Fortunately, I left the Prime Minister's Mansion on the surface, and those days will be far away.

What is disturbing is the confusion about the future, no, he might not survive tonight, Prince Regent... The rumors about this person can't help but make Jiang Yanshu shudder.

At this time, the door was pushed open without a sound, and an ordinary maid entered the room.

Jiang Yanshu, whose eyes were covered by a hijab, didn't know who came in. Before he could speak, his palm was stuffed into a white porcelain bottle.

A low female voice rang in my ear, "Young master, remember to put this in the regent's cup of wine."

Jiang Yanshu was surprised, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was not a good thing, "What is this?"

"Master, it's best not to ask, your mother's relics are still waiting for you."

The maid said a meaningful sentence without beginning or end, but Jiang Yanshu's pupils shrank.

It couldn't be seen from the outside, but the porcelain bottle seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Jiang Yanshu couldn't breathe under the pressure.

No matter how much he didn't leave the door, he knew that the prime minister's mansion was not in the same boat as the regent. On the night of the wedding, a servant sent a strange porcelain bottle. It was obvious who the other party was and what purpose it was.

"Mother..." Jiang Yanshu's eyes dimmed, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Gan sat and thought wildly for a while, but no one came in. Just under Jiang Yanshu's entanglement and panic, there were footsteps outside the house one after another.

Immediately, Jiang Yanshu's heart fluttered.

"It's time for the lord to take off the hijab." Xi Niang served the plate, and Yu Ruyi was crystal clear, and it was not cold in her hand.

Jun Ge's face remained calm, he held Yu Ruyi and lifted the hijab.

The bright candlelight gradually shone on brother's face, moving up inch by inch from the chin until the entire hijab was lifted.

Jiang Yanshu closed his eyes anxiously, deep marks were found on the corner of his clothes.

Jun Jie pursed his lips, looked at his brother's tightly closed eyes, "Open your eyes."

Seeing this, Xi Niang, who was standing in the dry station, thought to herself that this brother is really ignorant.

Jiang Yanshu's eyelashes were trembling, so he had to open his eyes.

At the first glance, I met the oppressive pupils of the man.

Jiang Yanshu sniffed, pursed his lips, and the tears in his eyes fell like a bursting flood.

A group of people: "..."

Good guy, this guy cried out of fright.

With a cold face, Jun Jie pinched his brother's nose, "Don't cry."

Jiang Yanshu sobbed, unable to breathe, his face flushed instantly, and he nodded his head twitching.

Only then did Jun Xie have a good face, "What are you going to do next?"

Xi Niang hurriedly took the glass of wine and handed it to the two of them, "Give me a glass of wine."

Jiang Yanshu stood up aggrieved, and took the cup of wine, but as soon as he stood up, the porcelain bottle stuffed under his sleeve lost its cover, and he lay on the bed plainly.

The dark pupils looked at Jiang Yanshu, Jiang Yanshu didn't know why, so he walked through the gap of Jun's right hand under Xi Niang's instructions.

Facing Shang Qingqing's gaze, Jun Jie only felt it was ridiculous, and then raised his hand, and the two of them drank their glasses of wine at the same time.

"Go down."

"Yes."

There were only two newlyweds left in the room, but as the parties concerned, no one took their identities seriously.

Jun Jie passed him, picked up the porcelain vase on the bed, and said expressionlessly, "What is this?"

When Jiang Yanshu saw it, his body trembled subconsciously, and he didn't dare to speak dryly, he was afraid that Jun Yao would not believe him if he told him.

Jun Jie sneered while playing with the porcelain vase, just as he was about to say something.

Ge Ran's heart rate quickened, and he turned his head to stare at the empty glass of wine.

No, the porcelain bottle in my hand has never been opened.

Not allowing him to think deeply, Jun Xie's eyes were blurred, from pitch black to blood red, with an uncontrollable hostility all over his body.

With a hard pinch of the palm, the porcelain bottle was shattered.

Jiang Yanshu was dumbfounded, how the person in front of him went from being sober to losing control within three breaths.

He wanted to run, but his legs trembled and he fell into place.

In a daze, he happened to meet the scarlet eyes.

"what--"

The sound is too loud to be ignored.

But tonight is the wedding night in the Prince Regent's bridal chamber. In order not to disturb the king, the servants of the main courtyard pushed him down early, and the guards drank and fell asleep in a daze.

No one noticed that the regent fell ill on the night of the wedding.

Candles are brightly lit, but the room is full of festiveness, but life and death are staged.

The person in front of him was the regent, and Jiang Yanshu couldn't help crying after staring wide-eyed.

Jun Jie had a splitting headache, and when he heard the cry, he became even more irritable, and with a movement of his hand, the wooden shelf next to him was shattered into pieces.

Jiang Yanshu's eyes widened in shock, the crying stopped, but the hiccups started again, very regularly.

The man was full of hostility, and his body was screaming again, kill him, kill him.

"Don't kill me..." Jiang Yanshu cried and hid behind. The room was only that big, and there were walls to hide behind until the door was behind.

Jun Jie thought, this man is really noisy, he grabbed his brother's neck without hesitation, lifted it up, and at the same time couldn't help pinching it, it was so soft.

Jiang Yanshu was like a drowning man, kicking his feet wildly, beating the opponent with all his strength, but Jun Yao didn't move.

Mother, I'm coming to accompany you.

Jiang Yanshu was able to breathe less and less air. He thought he saw his mother in a trance, and his hands and feet gradually gave up resistance...

It's just that what he didn't see was that the red eyes of the regent who was still in a rage had returned to normal.

……

The next day, when Jiang Yanshu opened his eyes, he was so delirious that he couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing that Jiang Yanshu woke up, Ziqi, who was lying next to him, was almost overwhelmed: "Master, you finally woke up! I thought you would never wake up..."

"I—" It's okay not to speak, but Jiang Yanshu's throat is burning when he speaks.

"Master, don't move, the medicine is applied there." Speaking of bringing the bronze mirror, Jiang Yanshu saw from the mirror that many circles of white cloth were wrapped around his neck.

There are also red and swollen eyelids, and I don't know how many times I cried.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Jiang Yanshu couldn't bear to look directly at him, and waved his hand to express that he didn't want to look any more.

"Master, wash your face." Ziqi waited on Jiang Yanshu, feeling extremely distressed.

Jiang Yanshu's face was pale. He felt that he had walked through the gate of hell, and he still had lingering fears just thinking about it.