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

The enemy invaders in northern Xinjiang were frightened by him and did not dare to invade easily.

He also set up a special communication method in the cities of Northern Xinjiang to connect the defense line of Northern Xinjiang where communication was inconvenient.

Northern Xinjiang is considered stable.

The enemy also hated him, but there was nothing they could do.

The emperor was afraid that his prince would be dominant and would affect Jun Changxiao's future rule.

So he called people back.

Mo Yanzhuo stood on the tower, looking at the man galloping towards him on a brown horse in the distance, a flash of surprise flashed in his clear eyes.

Three years later, His Royal Highness, who was childish at first, was contaminated by the bloody atmosphere of the battlefield. His sharp eyes swept across the crowd indifferently, carrying invisible pressure.

Feeling that someone was looking at him, those eyes suddenly looked towards him. After confirming that it was not a threat, he looked away.

Mo Yanzhuo went downstairs and walked slowly to him: "Welcome back."

Jun Changque's expression softened a bit. He jumped off the horse, gave the horse to the deputy general who followed him, and walked slowly towards Mo Yanzhuo.

He opened his thin lips lightly and said in a low voice: "Anne, Prince Regent."

There was no emotion in the words, just a normal greeting.

As he got closer, His Highness the Third Prince's delicate facial features were even more breathtaking and alluring, and some fragments flashed through his mind.

Mo Yanzhuo paused for breath, but the regent still had an ascetic and cold expression on his face: "Your Highness, the Third Highness, has been working hard all the way. I have arranged meals at Qingluo Xiaozhu. How about a favor from Your Highness?"

Unexpectedly, he would be the first to invite him when he returned to Beijing this time. Jun Changque nodded: "Okay."

Mo Yanzhuo had already prepared the carriage. He asked his subordinates to go back home first. He stepped onto the carriage and sat on the seat next to the window. He frowned unconsciously, raised his hand and pressed his chest lightly, then put it down as if nothing had happened. .

After waiting for a while, no one came up. He frowned impatiently and wanted to see what the person who wanted to invite him to dinner was doing.

The next moment the curtain was opened, and Mo Yanzhuo's face appeared in front of him.

He paused for a moment and thought of what others had said: Prince Regent Qingye was gentle and gentle, and he was a banished immortal to the earth.

Feeling that he seemed a little unhappy, Mo Yanzhuo raised the pot in his hand.

"There is no hot water in the carriage. I just asked for some. Do you... want some?"

There are still some small stalls near the city tower, no good ones, a bowl of water is nothing.

His eyes were sincere, and his hidden irritability suddenly came out: "Oh, then drink some."

Mo Yanzhuo's eyes were gentle, although they still looked cold, but they somehow made him feel calm.

Normally, when he rides in a carriage, he will have all the hot water ready, but in order to travel, he is riding a horse, so naturally he does not have those things.

Mo Yanzhuo took out the cup, poured him a cup, and fumbled for a candied fruit.

Jun Changque looked at him and asked as if he was disgusted: "Why did the Prince Regent give me such a thing that children like?"

Mo Yanzhuo looked at his dark eyes that were a little brighter, and pretended to be cold and disdainful, with a faint smile on his eyebrows.

"It's not just for children. I'm very happy."

He stretched out his hand unintentionally: "Then give me a taste."

I'm afraid not many people know that the cruel and unkind emperor liked this sweet thing the most. He only saw it when he entered the palace once and the person calling the message was so quiet that he didn't hear the person coming.

He had symptoms of irritability, and he could only restrain himself by eating sweets. After three years at the border, the irritability with bloody killings seemed to be even worse. Even if he tried his best to hide it, he could feel it.

"Ah, someone stole the money."

"catch him."

Hearing the noisy noise outside, Jun Changque, who was in a calmer mood, opened the curtain and watched indifferently as the robbers ran past the carriage.

"Third Emperor Brother, catch him quickly."

The figure following behind was surprised and shouted eagerly.

Tsk, here comes the person who spoils the scenery.

Jun Changque did not move. He stepped forward and saw the regent in the carriage. He was stunned for a moment and then chased after him.

If you look carefully, you can see that the speed is much faster than before.

It was not a difficult task at all. He quickly caught the person and asked the guards patrolling the capital to take him to Jingzhao Mansion and return the money bag to the owner.

Then he stepped forward and smiled gently: "The Third Emperor's Brother is back? Why didn't you take action just now? If you wanted to take action, the thief wouldn't be able to run far."

He should have known about the news that he was coming back, right?

What are you pretending to be now?

What's more, he seemed to be praising him, but in fact he was saying that he stood by and did nothing.

He had just returned to Beijing, and this man was already using his ruthlessness to build a reputation for being brave and caring for the people.

Jun Changque glanced at him lightly, without any intention of explaining anything.

It turns out that the third prince is back. I heard that the third prince has been fighting outside recently.

The court officials and people once thought that he was exiled from Beijing because of the emperor's displeasure.

It turns out that the third prince is so cold-hearted, no wonder the emperor doesn't like him.

The people watching heard his words and whispered something.

The three of them are martial arts practitioners and their hearing is not bad. They all say that the eldest prince is kind and cares about the people, while the third prince is indifferent and does not take the people into consideration.

Mo Yanzhuo's eyes darkened slightly, he opened the curtain, revealing his handsome face like a god, and spoke lightly.

"The Third Highness certainly knows that the eldest prince can solve the problem, so why bother to stand out on his own?"

It turned out that he had long learned the tricks of the insidious villain and knew how to put on a show in front of him and the people.

"The Prince Regent is here too?"

As if he just realized that he was there, Jun Changxiao smiled slightly: "Yes, I can solve such a small matter."

"If you know that the regent is here, of course you won't disturb the elegance of the third emperor brother and the regent. Where is the third emperor brother going?"

With the regent around, the people dispersed. Since the regent didn't move, it wasn't surprising that the Third Highness didn't move.

Mo Yanzhuo's prestige was still very high in front of the people.

Jun Changque leaned back and raised his chin to signal him to speak.

"Prince Regent, where are we going?"

Mo Yanzhuo didn't want to mention it in front of Jun Changxiao, but he still answered him: "Qinglu Xiaozhu."

It was the regent's private waterside pavilion, located in a quiet place in the imperial city. The waterside pavilion was filled with red flowers, green willows, rockery and perch, and it was the most pure place.

He has never even wanted to go.

Why would the regent let this person he always looked down upon go?

Is it because of his illustrious military exploits?

His thoughts were spinning, and he smiled unconcernedly: "The regent never likes outsiders to go there. The third emperor's brother is really lucky."

Mo Yanzhuo was afraid that Jun Changque would be annoyed, so he just threw up his sleeves and left, raising his hand to lower the curtain.

"Go back, I have something to discuss with His Highness the Third Highness."

Hearing this, Jun Changxiao's expression froze slightly, a little in disbelief: "Yes, the regent."

He would actually leave himself behind and choose Jun Changque?

In the carriage, Jun Changque looked at him with an appreciative gaze, and gently clasped his bent knees with his fingers. Mo Yanzhuo stared at his fingers: "The Third Highness has anything you want to ask, but it doesn't matter."

"I just want to know, if the regent is not the most devoted to him, why doesn't he invite him to go with him?"

Mo Yanzhuo raised his eyes: "He is not a child anymore. He does not need me to take care of him every day. From now on, he can just do what he wants."

He stared into the other person's eyes, trying to tell something from his expression, but the other person only curled the corners of his lips, as if he was just asking a casual question.

Qingluo Xiaozhu is built next to the lake. It is a water manor with willows and green grass.

Even Jun Changque, who is extremely demanding, has to say that he likes this place very much.

It is enough to show that the regent's high position and high authority occupies such a good place in this imperial city where every inch of land is precious.