Prince Regent's husband

Jun Xie's eyes sank, and the little thing actually lied to him.

People who are not smiling at first, look terrible when they don't speak.

"Don't tell the truth?"

Ziqi sweated for his young master, but Jiang Yanshu was silent in his own thoughts, oblivious to the man's mood swings.

He just buried his head in Jun Xie's chest and didn't speak.

Jun Jie's eyes without warmth became even colder, and he couldn't help but strode into the room with great strides.

Jiang Yanshu, who was jolted, trembled, grasped Jun Xie's lapel with both hands, and said sullenly, "My lord, I'm not feeling well."

Jun Jie tried his best to restrain his furious anger, and straightened Jiang Yanshu, "What's uncomfortable?"

"I don't know, it's just that it's uncomfortable here." Jiang Yanshu felt that something was wrong with Jun Xie, but flustered, he didn't think about it, but pointed to his heart in a daze.

Jun Xie's eyes flickered, and the coldness around his body instantly eased a lot. It turned out that he was unwell, so he immediately opened his mouth and called out: "Call Duan Zhuang—"

"No need," Jiang Yanshu interrupted him hastily, "It's not enough to call a doctor. Did the prince forget that I am a doctor?"

Jun Jie stared at his agitated face, nodded in response, "What's going on?"

"Y-yes..." Jiang Yanshu glanced at Miao Junya, who was very indifferent, looking a little fierce with a deadpan face, and he didn't want to say it for a moment, so as not to ask for humiliation.

"This king doesn't have much patience." Jun Xi narrowed his eyes, as if there was anger inside.

Immediately reminded Jiang Yanshu of the horror of Jun Yao's illness, he was so wronged, his tears burst into tears, and he cried without thinking: "My lord... you don't want to marry a wife... okay?"

Although his mother told him not to fight or rob, and to marry in peace and contentment, but when he thought of the prince, like Prime Minister Jiang, who would have three wives and four concubines in the future, he felt extremely uncomfortable for no reason.

He didn't want to follow his mother's old path, nor did he want to guard the small yard alone.

Jun Jie was startled, and asked in a flat tone: "Who said that the king wants to marry a wife?"

"But... you are a prince, and sooner or later you will have three wives and four concubines." Jiang Yanshu's nose twitched, but she still hadn't recovered.

The little thing about feelings is not a change of heart, but a change of heart.

Realizing this, Jun Xi couldn't help laughing, he was so bold and active when he got off the carriage, why he was thinking wildly in a blink of an eye.

He still had a cold face, and his tone was unnoticedly gentle, comforting his delicate little brother, "Don't worry, no one will dare to force you to do what this king doesn't want, and he won't marry anyone else. You are all that is needed in the house."

Jiang Yanshu wiped away tears, "Really? Does the prince really not marry concubines?"

The tone was very cautious.

Jun Jie saw these changes in his eyes, and didn't explain too much, "This king says one thing, next time you don't think about it, don't think about going out of the house."

"Oh." Jiang Yan Shuxi smiled and rubbed Jun Yao's face, as if he wasn't the one who cried just now.

The voices of the two were not low, and the maids guarding the outside looked at each other, it seemed that they were going to reposition the princess.

I have been worrying about Jiang Yanshu's child, so I pricked up my ears to eavesdrop, but I really didn't expect this to be the reason.

Sigh, his little master was finally moved.

Jiang Yanshu went through a series of sorrows and joys, and after the excitement passed, his energy and spirit became sluggish.

Jun Jie and the others fell asleep before leaving the room, and turned around to ask the servants to look at Jiang Yanshu more.

……

Yin Lian was woken up by the maid who woke her up. The strange thing is that she lay on the ground for a whole night.

Panting with her eyes wide open, she grabbed the maid closest to her, "Yes, ghost—"

The maid's veil fell to the ground in fright, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

"There is a ghost, I saw it! She is back!"

The old mother took a look, felt something was wrong, and waved away the servants, "Ma'am, why did you sleep on the floor last night?"

Seeing a familiar face, Yin Lian regained consciousness a little. She cleared her mind and said eagerly, "Nurse, Jin Rui is back!"

The old mother wiped the sweat off Yin Lian's forehead with a wet handkerchief, and comforted her: "Ma'am, how is this possible? It's already past the first seven days. If you really want to turn into a ghost, it's not just now."

Waiting for Yin Lian to clean up, the old mother suggested, "Madam, do you want to go out and relax?"

Yin Lian felt that it was not that simple, so she did not give up and asked: "Why was there no servant outside last night?"

The old nanny replied in surprise: "Ma'am, did you forget? You told them to leave without waiting."

Yin Lian nodded suspiciously, and tried her best to recall everything from last night. Could it be that she was really wrong?

Dubiously walking around the yard, the servants around were working as usual, as if it was no different from the past, Yin Lian was relieved, thinking that the shadow left by the insects made her have a nightmare.

Turning around, she went to the garden to take care of the flowers and plants she raised.

The flowers bloomed beautifully, Yin Lian picked up the scissors and concentrated on pruning the branches.

There seemed to be a white shadow in the corner of her eye, and she thought it was the old nanny, so she stretched out a hand towards her, "Mommy, hand me the handkerchief."

But the wet feeling from her hand told her that there was something else, Yin Lian frowned and looked over, and then let out a scream that broke through the sky.

"Ahhh-"

"Ma'am, what's the matter?" The old nanny woke up with a start and hurried over.

Yin Lian couldn't catch her breath, she grabbed the old nanny tightly, covered her chest with her eyes wide open, and pointed forward, "She—a ghost!"

"There's nothing here." The old mama looked at the air and shook her head in confusion.

"Really!" Yin Lian shouted at the top of her voice, while hiding behind the old mother.

The female ghost from last night stood impressively in the empty place.

Seeing Yin Lian staring at her in disbelief, the female ghost smiled at Yin Lian, with a deliberately hideous and terrifying face, her long tongue was flying in the air, and the wetness that Yin Lian touched just now was the female ghost's tongue.

"Ma'am, there's nothing here, if you're tired, or we'll go back and rest."

The old mother felt that Yin Lian was too tired recently, otherwise, why would Qing Tian Bai Sun be so dazzled and yell about ghosts everywhere.

The female ghost approached Yin Lian a few more steps, Yin Lian backed away in fear, but the old lady and the servants remained indifferent.

She vaguely understood that the female ghost was coming for her.

The female ghost was very leisurely, she opened her mouth wide and deliberately threatened Yin Lian.

Yin Lian was almost sick from fright, and frightened people: "Go to the eminent monk! Hurry up!"

The servant nodded hurriedly and hurried out of the mansion.

Yin Lian took the old mother and followed the female ghost wherever she hid, talking nonsense into the air, making all the servants dumbfounded.

……

Seeing the two sets of finely embroidered clothes brought by the attendant, Jiang Yanshu couldn't help but marvel, "My lord, is this newly made by the embroiderer?"

Jun Jie didn't look too much at the suit, and his face was calm as usual, "That's what you need to wear at the palace banquet."

When Jiang Yanshu heard the word 'palace banquet', he immediately recalled bad memories, and stammered and asked, "It won't be like last time, right?"

"No, this is a banquet for the second prince to cleanse the dust." Seeing Jiang Yanshu's lingering fear about what happened last time, Jun Xi curled his lips.

He said lightly: "Come here, change clothes for me."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanshu's eyes widened. The clothes looked expensive and cumbersome. How long would it take to wear them? The little brother showed an undisguised distressed expression.

Jun Jie's eyes fell lightly, Jiang Yanshu didn't dare to be proud of being favored, and took one piece after another from the attendant.

He had never been in contact with such complicated clothes, so he could only try a little bit according to his usual dressing habits.

Jun Jie was used to being served all year round, so he just opened his arms like this, and the little brother was busy, turning around like a bird.

He was a head taller than Jiang Yanshu, and he could clearly see the top of Jiang Yanshu's black and bright head, as well as a small hair twirl. Jun Yao looked calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he stared at Jiang Yanshu.

When it was fully dressed, it took a stick of incense. The fancy dress was cumbersome, but it fit Jun Giao's tall body very well. With a clear face, Jiang Yanshu faintly felt his heart beating faster.

"But what's wrong?" Seeing Jiang Yanshu looking straight at him with a flash of amazement in his eyes, Jun Xi curled his lips and asked him knowingly.

Jiang Yanshu shook his head, a wave of heat rose on his face.

On the day of the banquet, Jiang Yanshu, who has gained experience once, will soon pack it up in Junyi, and then the attendant will change into a dress for herself.

That day, he just took a quick look, and when he put it on, he realized that it was similar to Jun Xie's. How should I put it, as long as he is not blind, he can tell that they are a pair at a glance.

Seeing Jiang Yanshu's attire, Ziqi was the first to speak, praising Jiang Yanshu like a fool, making Jiang Yanshu extremely embarrassed.

Jun Jie looked Jiang Yanshu up and down, and took him into the sedan chair with satisfaction.

Sitting in the carriage was very boring, so Jiang Yanshu couldn't help but look at the man, he didn't see much from his perspective, the side face with sharp water chestnut angles, and this gorgeous dress further highlighted Jun Xie's cold temperament.

When they arrived at the second gate of the palace, Jiang Yanshu and Jun Xi got off the sedan chair, and they had to walk for the rest of the journey.

In all directions, there are courtiers leading the courtiers and their families, there are quite a few of them, chatting and laughing in groups and heading in one direction.

There were so many people, coupled with the majestic palace, Jiang Yanshu's eyes were tired from looking at it, he couldn't help approaching Junxie, and held his man's hand.

The corners of Jun Xie's mouth curled imperceptibly, and he took advantage of the situation and exerted a little force.

"My lord and my concubine, please come with your servants," a young man in palace uniform walked over and said with a smile.

Jiang Yanshu looked at him, feeling that this person's posture was familiar to him.

It may be that Jiang Yanshu's eyes were too focused, and it was difficult for the attendant to ignore him. He turned his head and asked softly, "May I ask the princess to tell my servant?"

Stimulated by his too soft voice, Jiang Yanshu shook his head like a rattle, subconsciously leaning close to Jun Xie, "No, no."

The palace attendant didn't expect Jiang Yanshu to have such a reaction, so he froze for a moment, then returned to a proper smile, "That's it, the princess can just order if there is anything to do."

Originally, Jun Xie's attention was not on the palace attendant, but when he found that the brother next to him reacted strangely, his gaze fell on the palace attendant, and he said calmly, "Where is my king's seat?"