Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

"Greetings to the Queen Mother."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite."

"I heard that my mother is sick again, is it important?" The little emperor looked over nervously and worriedly, subconsciously wanting to hold Jiang Yun's arm.

The Prince Regent stared at his irregular hand for a moment, and the big hand holding the sword hilt tightened unconsciously, with a solemn and solemn expression.

Jiang Yun calmly avoided the little emperor and said in a calm tone: "No problem, now that the emperor has ascended the throne as emperor, shouldn't it be time to consider making a queen and taking in a concubine?"

"It all depends on the mother's decision." The little emperor looked filial and obedient.

Jiang Yun shook her head, "Of course it still depends on what the emperor likes. The Ai family can only help you with the details."

The regent sat down next to Jiang Yun and picked up the food as if no one else was watching, "Didn't you like the daughter of the Minister of War before? And the daughter of the prime minister's family?"

"I don't!" The little emperor subconsciously looked at Jiang Yun and simply pretended to be good, "Mother, my son is still young, so this matter is not urgent."

"It's up to the emperor to decide," Jiang Yun said without much interest. The palace maid arranged the dishes and concentrated on eating.

Jun Molin glanced sideways at her, eating in small bites, behaved dignifiedly, and making every move impossible to fault.

When eating, the cheeks move slightly, and the shallow dimples will naturally be exposed, and the eyes will be curved. When you eat a dish that suits your liking, a faint smile will appear at the end of the eyes.

After all, she was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and she didn't know how to hide her emotions.

He took a sip of wine, his raised Adam's apple rolling vigorously, accompanied by a slight swallowing sound.

Jiang Yun subconsciously looked over, met his dark and sharp eyes, and immediately looked away, burying her head in eating.

Jun Molin laughed deeply, she didn't have much courage.

The little emperor didn't know why he was laughing. He just thought he was drunk and giggled. He served Jiang Yun some food attentively and said, "Mother, let's try this fish. I had someone dig out the ice lake to catch it."

"The Emperor is interested."

"The most important thing is that the queen lives happily in the palace." The little emperor immediately answered, speaking full of filial piety.

Jun Molin put down his chopsticks with some displeasure and taught him like an elder, "You can't speak after eating."

The little emperor dared not speak out when he was angry, so he could only eat his food honestly.

Jiang Yun no longer needed to be distracted from talking. She was stunned for a moment when she saw a chicken leg placed on the plate and fish pieces taken away.

He raised his head and met the man's dark and deep eyes, and remained silent knowingly.

It was not easy for her to eat such a big chicken leg in front of her, so she had to leave it for others to eat.

After eating, the regent stared at the uneaten chicken leg in a bad mood, and angrily took the little emperor to the school field for wrestling.

The little emperor didn't come back in the evening, and was so tired that he went to bed early. Just as Jiang Yunchang was about to lock someone up, someone else heard the news that the regent was here again.

Coming three times a day is more punctual than eating.

The old grandma helped her out. The man with a broad back and a bit of wild aura was already sitting at the table, drinking wine and feasting.

It felt like he was at home.

There was a large plate of chicken drumsticks on the table. Jiang Yun pursed her lips. She didn't expect that the dignified regent would be so careful to hold such grudges.

"The emperor's sister-in-law is here, sit down." He stretched out his long legs and got off the chair. The long sword on his waist slapped the chair on the other side, as if threatening.

Jiang Yun sat down slowly, pushing the plate in front of her, and the man's deep and serious voice fell in her ears, "I heard that the emperor's sister-in-law liked it, so she specially asked the imperial kitchen to make it."

But she's just telling lies. She hasn't eaten chicken drumsticks since she entered the palace.

"The regent is interested."

Jiang Yun looked at the chicken drumsticks in front of her, knowing that if she didn't eat them today, the man would be unkind.

The regent was used to being brutal and domineering, and no one dared to displease him.

Jiang Yun asked the palace maid to take off the meat and eat it slowly.

Jun Molin raised his eyebrows, with a bit of satisfaction in his eyes, and said impatiently, "It's really troublesome."

Jiang Yun ignored him, and he didn't care either.

It's okay if she eats it, otherwise she won't be given face.

After eating until he was seven-quarters full, Jiang Yun stopped, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said in a soft voice: "It's late at night."

"Catch me?" He asked bluntly, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, with a hint of murderous intent.

Jiang Yun: "..."

"Does the regent want to rest here at Aijia?" She raised her lips, and her red lips were still a little shiny, not as bloodless as after fainting.

A bit dazzling and coquettish, even though she didn't even put on rouge, she was particularly eye-catching.

Jun Molin took a deep look, stood up with his hands on his hips, and said without looking at her, "I accept the Queen Mother's kindness. I am just here to have a meal."

"Yes." She smiled as if she was relieved, "Come, send the regent off."

Jun Molin suddenly tightened his face, snorted coldly, grabbed his sword, and walked away with large steps.

This temperament is really as unpredictable as the rumors.

After finishing eating and washing up a little, I heard the palace maid announce that the emperor had arrived.

The two of them rushed to stay up late at night.

After all, she has only been the queen mother for a day, so she can't be too disrespectful.

After letting the emperor wait outside through a screen, Jiang Yun asked him the reason for his visit.

At this time, the little emperor did not look like he was too tired to get up. Instead, he bent down and saluted, and said in a sincere tone, "The power of the regent is overwhelming and tyrannical. I want the queen mother to help me."

"The Ai family is just a woman, what can you do to help the emperor?" Jiang Yun said in a calm tone, holding her fingers through the brocade cloth to warm her hands on the stove.

It’s not that it can’t help, but it’s what’s the benefit.

The little emperor is not stupid, otherwise he would not pretend to be asleep and visit secretly at night.

"What does the Queen Mother want?" The little emperor raised his head, "Except for the throne, I can give it to you."

"My arrival at Fu'an Palace tonight will definitely reach the ears of the emperor tomorrow." Even if she didn't agree to anything, the regent would automatically return her to his side.

As the Queen Mother, she had no chance of being alone, not to mention that her father still held a quarter of the military power in his hands, so the Regent could not help but be wary of it.

Jiang Yun's eyes became colder, "Is the Emperor threatening the Ai family?"

"I just want to discuss cooperation with the Queen Mother. If I am good, the Jiang family will naturally be better." His voice paused, "If I lose, the Queen Mother will no longer be the Queen Mother."

If the regent comes to power, the first person to depose him will be the first to depose him, and the second to depose the queen mother.

Although there is only one member of the Jiang family, Jiang Yun, there are many branches, all of whom have supported each other until today. In the future, their descendants will definitely be trained under the knee of the old general.

Jiang Yun doesn't care about anything.

"The Ai family knows, the emperor should go back first."

Jiang Yun's tone was still calm, with a hint of sleepiness.

Not hearing her reply, the little emperor wanted to speak several times, but held back.

"Have a good rest, Queen Mother." He turned around and left in a hurry.

Jiang Yun quickly asked someone to close the door and lock it and go to bed.

This little emperor is still too young. If the regent wanted to usurp the throne, he would have usurped the throne yesterday and would not let him continue to play around.

Since he is arrogant and domineering, how can he care about whether he is justified or not?

Whoever has the ability to be the emperor will be justified in his words, and whoever dares to write nonsense will do so.

As for why he didn't usurp the throne, Jiang Yun didn't understand the regent for a while.

She fell asleep in a daze, and she slept very well at night when she wasn't sick.

But early the next morning the regent came again.

Jiang Yun was woken up by her old nanny, and the maids hurriedly helped her wash and change clothes.

Everyone in the palace is afraid of the one outside.

Jiang Yun hesitated for a while.

Probably because he was aware of his abruptness yesterday, the regent had been patiently waiting outside today.

After being helped out, Jiang Yun sat down on the soft chair with a pale complexion and held the heater to warm her hands.

There's something quiet and well-behaved about it.

Jun Molin looked at her as if she was about to die, swallowed the question on his lips, and looked sideways at the nanny beside him, "Has the Queen Mother taken your medicine?"

"The Queen Mother has just woken up and hasn't eaten yet." The old nanny hurriedly replied.

His eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of displeasure, "Why don't you hurry up and get some if you haven't eaten yet, and wait here for me to cut you?"

The old grandma was startled and hurriedly ran to give orders.

Jiang Yun was also frightened by his loud voice and her hands trembled. She glanced at him quickly and then quickly looked away to avoid being seen.

Jun Molin was keenly aware of it and didn't react much. After all, it wasn't the first time she glared at him.

"What did the Emperor say to the Queen Mother last night?" He got straight to the point, his fingers holding the hilt of the sword, his voice rough and slightly dissatisfied.

"I didn't say anything, I just came to say hello."

Jun Molin stood up instantly. His dark green court uniform made him tall and straight. When he walked over and bent down, he was intimidating and imposing.

"Oh? Why do you greet the emperor's sister-in-law so late at night? How deep is the love between mother and son?" He leaned close to her and looked directly into her eyes, his dark eyes mixed with coldness and warning.