After rebirth, the regent thought about the following crimes every day

Jiang Yihan said softly: "I'll comb the princess's hair. Let's go out and meet him?"

"Xiao Que is here?" Princess Anyang showed a happy smile, "Then let's go out quickly, don't let him wait too long."

"it is good."

Jiang Yihan said, finding a set of clothes that she liked and planning to put them on Princess Anyang.

Princess Anyang was obviously often served like this by Jiang Yihan, so she naturally took off her coat and put on the one he took over.

She was helped by him to sit down in front of the dressing table. The man stood behind her and gently combed her hair with a comb.

He loved to tie her hair and draw her eyebrows the most, and he had already become a proficient at it.

Princess Anyang looked through the bronze mirror. The man's handsome face was deep and deep. It was hard to see the shadow of the once high-spirited young man. It was all for himself.

But she herself still looks like a spoiled and innocent girl?

They are all changing.

Fortunately, he is always by his side.

That's why it didn't collapse.

Jiang Yihan lowered his eyes seriously and found the right place on his bun to insert the selected hairpin.

Princess Anyang's heart moved, she raised her hand and grabbed his other hand that fell on her shoulder, and leaned her head gently against it.

"Ran'er?"

Jiang Yihan was confused, but he didn't stretch out his hand and let her grab it.

Princess Anyang said softly: "I have neglected you in the past few years, I'm sorry."

"Nothing? It's because I didn't take good care of my children that you were hurt. Besides, I have already said that I will treat you well all my life."

Jiang Yihan suppressed the sourness in his heart and spoke softly.

"It's none of your business," Princess Anyang shook her head, "We are one, and we should support each other together, but I keep running away, but I let you bear the pain of both of them alone."

Princess Anyang paused and said firmly, "In the future, I will cheer up and shoulder my responsibilities for you and our children."

Jiang Yihan felt his eyes heat up and quickly turned his head. A tear quickly fell on the back of Princess Anyang's hand, burning her heart.

The hoarse voice replied: "Okay."

Princess Anyang said: "Let's go meet Xiaoque."

"Ah."

Inserting the hairpin in his hand into his hair, Jiang Yihan quickly calmed down and returned to his normal expression.

The two of them left the courtyard together and went to the front hall.

The man in a wide black robe sat on a chair, with one hand in his arms and a teacup in the other hand, slowly drinking. His eyes were staring at a short plant outside the window, his expression indifferent and emotionless.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked over. His languid eyes were deep and slightly hooked at the end, and his infinite amorous feelings poured out inadvertently.

Even though he was her nephew, Princess Anyang's eyes flashed with surprise.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoque became more and more beautiful as it got longer.

Jun Changque stood up and said hello: "Little aunt, uncle."

"Hey, sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Princess Anyang greeted quickly.

Jiang Yihan nodded slightly.

The three of them sat down, and Princess Anyang couldn't help but feel a little angry when she thought that he had left the capital and gone to Northern Xinjiang for three years.

"You said you were fine, how come you ran so far away, causing my aunt to worry about you all day long, but you didn't even send a letter to her to tell her you were safe."

The caring words made his expression soften: "It's my fault."

"Auntie doesn't blame you either," Princess Anyang sighed helplessly when she thought of the attitude of the man in the palace towards her son, "You can't help it either."

Princess Anyang's eyes were cold, "I heard that the emperor doesn't plan to give you a reward? Are you still not allowed to go to court?"

Seeing that she was worried about her own affairs, Jun Changque explained in a gentle voice: "I also want to rest for a while, aunt, don't be anxious."

There is no need for my aunt to worry about this matter.

Jiang Yihan, who was staring at him, heard his words and looked away.

How the emperor treats him is a matter between him and the emperor, so don't let Ran'er have any control.

Fortunately, he had some backbone and didn't take the opportunity to suffer misfortune and make Ran'er feel soft.

Jun Changque naturally saw his warning look and looked away casually.

Princess Anyang arranged: "When you want to enter the court, let your uncle take you."

"Then thank you uncle in advance."

After talking to him, Princess Anyang felt that she was in a much better mood.

"Auntie is bored at home. If you have free time, can you come and talk to auntie more often?"

Jun Changque raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yihan, who was threatening him with his eyes, and nodded: "Yes."

This is his little aunt. What's wrong with him coming to see his aunt?

Should he say it or not, Jun Changque was playfully provocative at the moment.

Regardless of the cold look from his uncle.

After sitting for a while, Princess Anyang felt a little tired, so she planned to take a nap and let Jiang Yihan talk to him.

Jiang Yihan ordered people to send her out and watched her disappear. Then he came back. The gentle Consort Jiang looked cold and serious in front of Princess Anyang.

"Has Your Highness the Third Prince heard about the adoption of children in Northern Xinjiang?"

When he asked, he felt that he was sick and urgently sought medical treatment.

There are frequent wars in northern Xinjiang. How can he have time to pay attention to other things?

Besides, there's no reason to care.

He was just about to say it, but Jun Changque had already spoken: "I have paid some attention to this, and something happened, and I want my uncle to help."

Jiang Yihan's heart trembled slightly: "Say."

Jun Changque slowly spoke out the information he had secretly collected during his recent free time.

"Due to the war in Northern Xinjiang, many families' children have gone to the battlefield. They will adopt them from families with more children, or adopt orphans who have lost their parents. One is to comfort them, and the other is to cultivate the next generation of soldiers in Northern Xinjiang."

"Of course, these methods are normal, but there is a force that abducts or steals children from all over the country, sells them to the enemy invaders in northern Xinjiang, and uses them as slaves. Very few of those people come back alive."

Jiang Yi said in a cold voice: "Your Highness, the Third Highness, is saying that the forces doing these things have the participation of important officials in the court?"

Jun Changque nodded: "This is my guess."

He left northern Xinjiang and returned to the capital, where he followed the emperor's orders and stayed in the palace, also to make people relax their vigilance and think that he was really exiled by the emperor.

However, the people behind him were very cautious. On his way back to Beijing, except for that idiot Jun Changxiao who sent people to interfere again and again, no one else showed any flaws.

Just sitting there and waiting for death, no one knows how many children of the Jun Dynasty will be harmed by the bandits in Northern Xinjiang.

He hated being led around.

"Please give me a copy of the clues you found, Your Highness, and I will cooperate with Your Highness to catch the person behind the scenes."

Jiang Yihan looked cold. If his son was also taken away by those people, he would definitely kill the other nine tribes.

"This palace knows." He already had this intention, so he stayed to discuss it with him.

Jiang Yihan added: "But we can't let this matter slip out of our mouths for the time being, especially in front of Anyang."