Prince Regent's husband

Jiang Yan Shuxun looked at the reputation, and the sky in the distance was filled with spring clouds, and the birds were singing and returning to their nests.

The setting sun slanted on the hillside, the trees were bathed in golden light, and the wild flowers and grass swayed gently under the breeze.

Jiang Yanshu's eyes were soft against the sunlight.

Before he could finish appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of him, he was suddenly completely blocked.

Jun Jie lowered his head and kissed the red lips of the little princess.

"Well!"

Jiang Yanshu shuddered and beat the man's chest with both hands.

The cub is still around!

Jiang Yanshu has always forbidden to be too intimate in front of the cub, in order not to leave a bad impression on the cub.

Just now, what are they doing?

Beating was useless, so Jiang Yanshu had no choice but to hold on to Jun Yao's lapel, and stared at Jun Yao silently.

With a smile in Jun Yao's eyes, he hugged Jiang Yanshu instead, deepening the lingering kiss.

The big cub riding on the white fox was completely attracted by the beauty of the sunset, and many white magnolia petals fell on his body, which made him giggle.

He didn't notice what the two old fathers behind him were doing.

After a long kiss, the two separated reluctantly. Jun Jie touched his brother's bright red lips, seeing his silly look, he smiled: "Isn't that enough?"

Until his face was covered with shadows again, Jiang Yanshu blushed and turned away his face, and pushed Jun Xie in a refusal and welcome. To be honest, he didn't want to talk to Jun Xie anymore.

Jun Yao moved his hands back and forth between the soft waist of the little princess, enjoying this extremely quiet time.

"...Are you really not going back to the capital?" Jiang Yanshu finally asked.

Even though Jun Yao showed no nostalgia, but in the mountains and fields, he kept in touch with the second prince. It can be seen that Jun Jie still cares about Da Chu, not to mention that back then, if Jun Jie hadn't been crazy, the throne would not have been passed on to him. The emperor without merit or virtue.

Of course, if this is not the case, he may not meet Jun Xie.

"Do you want to go back?" Jun Xi asked Jiang Yanshu in a low voice, "If you want to go back, I can go back."

"I hope you do what you want," Jiang Yanshu said, playing with the man's fingers. They were well-defined, thin and long, and they looked good everywhere.

Looking up at Jun Xie, he continued, "If you were allowed to do farming every day and be a farmer in the countryside, would you be willing?"

Jun Xi was silent.

"Look, I knew it," Jiang Yanshu raised his eyebrows with such an expression as expected, "You are so talented and ambitious, it really makes it impossible for you to ignore the affairs of the court, you should stand in the temple Above, respected by all."

"This is what the regent should consider." Jiang Yanshu poked Jun Xie's heart, "But since your madness can't be cured, I have to follow you no matter where you go, in case you scare the people."

Who is called a man? He can only suck... to stabilize the mood.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanshu's cheeks blushed imperceptibly.

"Little thing, can you be so eloquent?" Jun Xi pinched his brother's Rou Yi.

"What can be eloquent, I'm telling the truth," Jiang Yanshu's mouth was raised high.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing," Jun Xi's lips widened wantonly, compared to the previous expressionless face, like two people.

The King of Hades never smiles. Ever since he married a squeamish man, he has never had a straight face, let alone a black face.

Jiang Yanshu: "Are you laughing at my stupidity?"

Jun Xie: "No."

"I think you have it," Jiang Yanshu snorted.

Jun Yao restrained his expression, and said seriously: "It's not now when I go back, life here is good, we will be clean for a few more years."

"Alright, maybe the spiritual herbal medicine bath can completely heal your body during this period." Jiang Yanshu has always been thinking about Jun Yao's body, and every time it comes to this time, he is extremely grateful that he knows medical skills.

In the past year, the man's temper has improved a lot, without the troubles of the court, his brows and eyes are much gentler.

"Daddy, father..."

Jun Shijin Nunuuo's cry sounded behind him, Jiang Yanshu turned his head to look over, and saw the little cub lying on the door frame, not only Huangying flying beside him, but also Duan Zhuang supporting him.

The little hands are still rubbing the eye sockets, and the eyes are about to look over, obviously just woke up and haven't seen the adults.

Jiang Yanshu patted the back of the man's hand and walked towards the boy.

Jun Shijin hugged Jiang Yanshu's neck, and rubbed his little face coquettishly, "Daddy..."

"Hey, daddy is here." Jiang Yanshu coaxed patiently.

"Hmm..." The little brat sniffed and moaned sullenly.

When the little boy wasn't paying attention, Jun Jie secretly kissed Jiang Yanshu's right cheek.

"Little thing, lucky to have you."

When I was young, I missed my elder brother, who was kind and lovely as always, and accompanied him through the darkest time.

"You don't know how happy I am," Jun Xie wanted to continue kissing when the love was strong, but this situation did not allow him to act recklessly.

"I know," Jiang Yanshu quickly kissed back, "Because I love you too."

"Father, father," the little boy said in a soft voice with clear eyes, "what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just playing."

"Wo, I want to play too."

The little boy stared at his legs.

"And me!" The big cub hugged the white fox's big tail and yelled indistinctly while eating the cake.

Duan Zhuang walked to the corner with sour teeth, picked up the sweets, stuffed them into his mouth in large chunks, and bit them with clucking sounds.

The female ghost, Fan Yu, gave him a slight sideways glance.

"What are you looking at, you want to eat too?" Duan Zhuang handed out the dessert to Fan Yu.

Fan Yu: "..."

"Oh, I forgot you can't eat."

In the depths of the bamboo forest in the distance, smoke rises from cooking.

The mountain flowers and plants reflected by the setting sun are swaying and swaying at a glance, cuddling each other as if they are whispering.