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

Jun Changque raised his eyebrows: "Does the Prince Regent want anything? There is nothing good in this princely residence."

"As long as it comes from His Highness, everything is good."

The deep voice was low and gentle, falling into the ears warmly, like a light feather blowing by.

Jun Changque asked: "What does the regent want?"

Your Highness is really not cooperative at all.

Mo Yanzhuo came closer and lowered his eyes to look at him: "Will Your Highness give me what I want?"

The dark eyes contain boundless meaning, as if they can intoxicate people.

"Then we have to see what it is. What if I can't afford it?"

Mo Yanzhuo smiled softly: "No, I will definitely not embarrass His Highness."

"Then I will remember it first, and then I will tell His Highness when I think of what I want?"

"what ever."

Feeling that his lips were a little dry, Jun Changque lowered his eyes and picked up the tea cup to take a sip, but it was empty.

"Ha..." Mo Yanzhuo chuckled, picked up the kettle and filled it for him.

Seeing him looking a little annoyed, he quickly stopped smiling.

Don't make people angry.

He still wants to ask someone out today.

Jun Changque felt that he was laughing at him. After drinking all the tea, he placed the cup in front of him as he should.

Mo Yanzhuo didn't pour it for him, but put the pot aside: "It's cold, drink less."

"Huh." Jun Changque snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied with his arrangement, but he put down the cup obediently.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and his obedient Highness was really heart-wrenching.

"Your Highness, Beijing is very lively these days. Are you going out for a walk?"

His Highness has been lazy all day long. How can he be in a good mood?

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, there are more vendors on the streets selling all kinds of mooncakes and snacks.

Especially because it is a day for family reunions, the street food stalls and various shops are crowded with people.

Jun Changque frowned: "It's so crowded outside, what are you doing out there?"

If the house is short of anything, let the servants buy it.

"No, I will be by His Highness's side, and Your Highness will just accompany me, okay?" The low-pitched plea was hard to refuse.

"Last time, His Highness gave me a set of clothes, and I also found a set of clothes for His Highness. I will treat them as returns to His Highness."

He waved his hand, and Yun Jue, who was standing in the distance, brought over a box.

"Try, Your Highness?"

Jun Changque thought to himself that he never said that he would give the clothes to him. He was borrowing them. Who would give old clothes to others?

And he didn't lack any clothes.

Why send him as a gift?

Looking at his expectant eyes, Jun Changque took it.

The clothes he asked to be made were the black ones he usually wore. The cloud patterns embroidered with dark gold silk thread were sparkling. The fabric was soft and soft, and felt good to the touch.

Along with the clothes, there is also a cloak.

Jun Changque changed his clothes and came out, and found that he had put on a cloak. If he looked carefully, it seemed to be the same style as his own.

Only his is white.

What is his hobby?

Seeing him come out wearing the clothes he gave me, he seemed quite happy.

It was rare to see such a childish regent. Jun Changque found it interesting and didn't say much.

The Jun Dynasty is very prosperous, and even the night market is very lively on weekdays, let alone at times like this.

Under the lighting lanterns that stretch out, there is a lot of noise and a constant flow of people.

No irritability as expected.

The people following him wrapped him around themselves, being careful not to let anyone passing by bump into him.

A child of about three years old ran forward with a bunch of candied haws, weaving in and out of the crowd, laughing cheerfully, followed by anxious parents.

Jun Changque raised his hand to stop him gently and supported the child who was about to fall.

"Thank you, sir."

The mother who caught up hugged the child and thanked her profusely without raising her head.

The mother looked young and pretty. When she looked at the child, her brows were full of helpless anger when facing a disobedient child.

He raised his hand and spanked the child twice gently: "I asked you not to run around, why didn't you listen?"