Prince Regent's husband

Jun Xie: "..."

"No, no, that's not what I mean," Jiang Yan waved his hands anxiously, "It's just looking fierce...no...that's just..."

Jun Jie kept staring at him, his expression so profound that people couldn't see clearly, Jiang Yanshu explained two or three sentences palely, the more he spoke, the more confused he became, and his voice had to be lowered.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Jiang Yanshu shook his body abruptly. He wore an extra coat before going out, but the wind blew into his empty neck.

A chill from the cold.

Jun Jie pulled up his skirt, but the style of the clothes is like this, it is useless to pull it up, "It's cold, next time wear a higher skirt."

Jiang Yanshu looked at him cautiously, "Is the prince not angry?"

"If you do this next time, this king is not as simple as being angry." Jun Xie stroked his cheek, threatening.

"Got it." Jiang Yanshu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Since your behavior just now was very bad, the reward will be cancelled."

"……Oh."

The weather is getting cooler every day, Jiang Yanshu has to wear an extra cloak when he goes to the medicine room.

Ziqi pushed open the door carefully, even though he moved quickly, the autumn wind still came in.

He warmed up beside the charcoal fire before walking to Jiang Yanshu's side, "My lord, my lord, do you want to go to the vegetable market?"

"What are you doing at the vegetable market?" Jiang Yanshu arranged the porcelain vases containing medicine one by one, which ones were made by Lingzhi and which ones were ordinary herbs.

I yawned uncontrollably when I was done.

"The people who died in the tavern are somehow related to Jiang Shangming," Ziqi said with a gleeful smile, "Jiang Shangming was arrested, and now he is going to parade in the street to give an explanation to the people."

"But isn't parading in the streets punishable by death?"

Ziqi scratched his head in confusion, "Then I don't know, maybe it's because of Prime Minister Jiang? In short, it's about letting Jiang Shangming parade in the street. I can't miss such a big scene."

That's right, his father is only Jiang Shangming, the only child, and he will definitely try his best to keep Jiang Shangming.

Jiang Yanshu sat down with his waist supported, and thumped lightly, "By the way, what did the lord ask you to do before?"

When asked about this, Ziqi immediately had a bitter face, "I don't know where I offended the prince, but the prince sent me to the military camp..."

Ziqi rolled his eyes cleverly, and changed his words, "As for what to do, keep it a secret for the princess first, and you will definitely be surprised when you find out later."

"Okay." Jiang Yanshu, who probably knew the reason, didn't ask any more because he felt guilty, and then yawned three times in a row.

"Princess, did you not sleep last night?" Ziqi frowned worriedly, and stepped forward to support Jiang Yanshu.

Jiang Yanshu rubbed his eyes, looking listless, "I'm asleep, but I'm a little sleepy."

"You'd better go back and sleep for a while." Seeing as if he hadn't woken up, Ziqi muttered to himself, the only one who could make Jiang Yanshu sleep well was the King of Hell.

Jiang Yanshu didn't know what was going on in Ziqi's mind, and felt that he was quite tired, so with Ziqi's support, he went back to the room, the warm room and the bed.

Close your eyes and fall asleep.

When Jiang Yanshu woke up naturally after sleeping, it was already dark. He sighed comfortably and opened his eyes.

Facing Shangjun's deep gaze.

He sat up 'crashly', his eyes darkened because of the speed, "My lord, you are here..."

"Get up slowly, the servant said you slept all afternoon?" Jun Xie glanced at the stove on the ground, fortunately it was the charcoal fire in the palace, otherwise the little thing would not be able to sleep well.

"It should be." Jiang Yanshu rubbed his nose and looked out of the window, completely changing from day to night.

Jun Jie scanned the person up and down, "Is there any problem with your body?"

Jiang Yanshu frowned, "It's nothing, maybe it's autumn, I don't want to do anything when the weather is cold, and I'm tired after not doing anything."

"Remember to tell me where you feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Yanshu hugged Jun Yao's arm. The man's big palm was so cold that there was no warmth. He wrapped his small hand around his big hand, "I know, I'm also a doctor, and I know my body very well."

Even though Jiang Yanshu said so, Jun Xie didn't believe much, seeing the little thing in high spirits, he swallowed the rest of the words.

The next day, Jiang Yanshu planned to go to the pharmacy, but before he could take a few steps, the butler cheerfully asked him to go back to the room to rest, conveying Jun's will while walking.

"Is the princess going to the pharmacy? The lord told the princess to have a good rest in the past few days. The matter of the pharmacy can be handed over to the doctor in the mansion. If the wangfei is worried, she can only go to the pharmacy when the weather improves."

"But I'm resting..."

"It's not up to the princess, it depends on what the prince wants." The butler squinted his eyes and smiled.

"But if I don't dispense medicine, what else can I do?" Jiang Yanshu propped up her chin, with a blanket covering her legs.

There was the sound of pattering rain in my ears, the heavy rain fell as soon as it was said, and it has not stopped until now.

The white fox and the yellow warbler were all asleep in their nests, Ziqi was not there, and there was no one to talk to.

Really boring.

"That's easy to say, does the princess want to eat, or do she want to play? The slave will accompany you."

Before he left the mansion, the prince specifically ordered him to hand over the unimportant work to his servants, to accompany the princess, and be careful.

"Aren't you busy?" Jiang Yanshu was confused. Isn't the housekeeper very busy.

The butler said with a smile: "The most important thing is to relieve the princess' boredom."

"The princess doesn't know something. Before you got married, a minister recommended the prince to guard the border, but the prince didn't agree. He asked a school lieutenant to lead the troops on the grounds of the wedding. After the marriage, another minister said that the prince is married. Then you should be an idle prince, lest nothing happens and you have no heirs."

Jiang Yanshu was surprised, "Is there such a thing? The prince never said it."

"My lord loves my concubine, of course I won't talk about these things. What's more, my lord is personally appointed by His Majesty. These clowns are not enough for my lord to worry about."

The butler continued: "It is not the prince's deliberate intention to keep you out of the house for the past few days. Some time ago, the Dongying Guard incident was used and spread. Everyone knows that you are the prince's antidote and weakness. The prince has made too many enemies. , whoever pretends to be a refugee to spy on him, it will be too late to say anything."

"It's not as amazing as everyone said," Jiang Yanshu blushed, and felt a little uncomfortable after listening to the second half of the paragraph.

Just being in a high position, no matter what you do, you will be suspected.

"My lord treats me sincerely, and I take care of him meticulously."

"The concubine sees the prince as a good slave, and the concubine is unique to the prince, a living Bodhisattva sent by heaven to save the prince."

"It shouldn't be..."

Jiang Yanshu was dumbfounded and deeply doubted himself. How could he become a living Bodhisattva when he obviously did nothing?

"The concubine is too modest. This is what the people outside said, and it's not what the old slave said alone."