Prince Regent's husband

He walked along a straight path in the center of the yard, stepping on a flat and clean bluestone slab, but saw that there were various flowers and trees planted beside the path.

Jiang Yanshu happened to have his back to the man, so he was unaware of Jun Jie's arrival.

"Jun Shijin, can you stop crying?"

The little ancestor in his arms opened his big watery eyes, clasped his hands tightly, and called softly, his little face turned red.

Feeling distressed and helpless, Jiang Yanshu paced around the spot with her second son in her arms, complaining as she walked, "Obviously you just finished drinking milk and you're not hungry, so why are you crying... I was not as delicate as you when I was young."

After speaking, he poked Jun Shijin's red nose, causing the latter to be taken aback, and paused for a short while.

Jiang Yanshu just wanted to laugh, but the second child was so embarrassing and burst into tears.

Jiang Yanshu almost couldn't hug him.

"Give it to me," Jun Xie saw his little concubine with a sad face before he got close. As for the reason, it was nothing more than two little guys.

Jiang Yanshu immediately threw Jun Shijin out like a hot potato, and shook his arm, feeling sore.

Even though there were many soft little guys in his hands, Jun Xi never gave him a lot of glances. He wrapped his left arm around his brother, rubbed his wrists for help, and said lightly: "You are just too used to him."

"No way," Jiang Yanshu muttered, while enjoying the man's strength comfortably, while complaining: "It's because he's too squeamish, and I don't know who he looks like."

Hearing this, Jun Xi hooked the corners of his lips, and leaned closer to the little princess's earlobe, "Isn't it obvious, who is crying the most on the bed?"

"My lord—" Jiang Yanshu's beautiful eyes stared at Jun Xie, which could be said to have no deterrent effect, and even a hint of coquettishness.

Exactly the same expression as the second child.

Jun Yao couldn't help kissing Jiang Yanshu, and they lingered for a long time. As for the second child who was deliberately ignored, he was forced to watch the exchange between the two old fathers.

Even though he had kissed many times, Jiang Yanshu's kissing skills were still not good, and he kept begging for mercy, but when he lowered his head, he saw the sad and unhappy mouth of the second child.

"He didn't cry anymore," Jiang Yanshu was surprised, but his old face turned red when he thought of what he had done in front of the son just now.

Jun Jie didn't take it seriously, raised his eyebrows and gave Jun Shijin a look, "The more you coax him, the more excited he becomes, just ignore him like this, and he will naturally calm down."

Jun Jie thought silently, although you look like a brother, since you take up too much of the concubine's time, no matter how good you are, I won't like you.

"Is it that magical?" Jiang Yanshu was confused, feeling that Jun Yao was fooling him.

Seeing that Jiang Yanshu's attention was on the child again, Jun Jie was very upset, so he handed Jun Shijin over to his servants, "Take Master Shizi down."

The white fox got up leisurely and walked out of the pavilion, while Jun Qianchen, who was playing happily, lay on the back of the white fox in a daze, looking at the ground with big watery eyes incomprehensibly.

He lifted his feet again, really not understanding how the ground moved by itself.

Until the pavilion was cleared, Jun Yao relaxed and buried his head deeply in Jiang Yanshu's neck.

"Just now when the king came over, he saw the little guy laughing, why did he start crying after a while?"

"My lord, you see the boss, and the one who cries will always be the second child," Jiang Yanshu stated with some headaches. Although the boss loves to laugh, when he is not smiling, he is exactly the same as Jun Yi.

He was really afraid of the ruthless look of the old university Daojun.

Jun Jie couldn't get tired of playing with his brother's Rou Yi, and suddenly said: "The person who sent the poisonous snake at the Hundred Days Banquet has someone to suspect."

Jiang Yanshu was taken aback, "Who?"

"If nothing else happens, it's the third prince."

He told Jiang Yanshu what Duan Zhuang said.

Jiang Yanshu was silent, and instinctively shrank into Jun Yao's arms.

He asked sullenly, "What is your lord going to do?"

Jun Yao's eyes darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "He wants to be a fisherman, but this king is not as good as he wants, so I will let him understand what is the price."

The eyes are as black as black jade, so deep and sharp that they seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts at once.

……

In the middle of the night, everything fell into silence, and wailing came from the Buddhist hall in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The disturbed bystanders are extremely bored.

"Give me back my son... Shang Ming... where are you..."

In the middle of the Buddhist hall, the jade-colored Bodhisattva statue shines brightly.

The disheveled Yin Lian seemed to be possessed by a demon, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, muttering.

With a soft click, the originally closed door was pushed open a gap from the outside, and the lock fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Yin Lian, who was enough to wake up from the daze, her eyes regained clarity for a moment, she turned around, stared at the door for a long time, approached tremblingly, and touched the door.

The door creaked loudly.

Yin Lian's eyes lit up, and she opened the door. There was no sound outside the house, only the lanterns on the porch were still burning with candles.

In the dark night, it was rather strange.

Yin Lian stood at the door in a daze for a while, then suddenly woke up.

His eyes became cloudy, "Shang Ming, my child...Jiang Yanshu...and Jiang Huaishan..."

He walked out of the Buddhist hall and walked to the path behind the Buddhist hall.