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

Even someone as favored as Jun Changxiao doesn't have the confidence to do so.

Seeing this manor, the eyes of the person beside him lit up and he felt quite happy.

Mo Yanzhuo lightly curled his lips: "If Your Highness the Third Highness wants to come in the future, just do it yourself. No one will stop you."

Jun Changque turned his head to look at him and only chuckled without saying anything.

After walking along the water promenade, he came to a house made of bamboo. Jun Changque took a look. It was very empty, with only a bed, a set of tables and chairs, a cabinet, and a pot of green plants on it. There are two books next to it.

He walked over and flipped through it casually. It was a scripture and a travelogue.

There should be other places behind, and he didn't plan to visit them all at once.

Not to mention whether it will come in the future, it still leaves him interested in continuing to inquire.

Seeing that Mo Yanzhuo did not follow, he walked out again in confusion.

I saw him sitting comfortably on the wooden steps in front of the porch, holding a fishing rod in one hand and resting his hand casually on his knee.

Such a relaxed posture also has his unique rigor.

Jun Changque leaned against the door frame: "You said you would bring me to dinner, but now... you haven't started preparing yet?"

Do all fish have to be caught live?

Is this fish edible?

Who will do the fishing?

Mo Yanzhuo didn't turn around and said in a calm voice: "There is a hot spring behind the house. You can take a dip and you will be fine soon."

These fish were specially raised and even he only enjoyed them once. Now they are just used to make delicious food for him.

Jun Changque laughed angrily.

Okay, it depends on what he wants to do.

It just so happened that he felt uncomfortable all over, so he might as well take a bath.

It's hard for him to endure such a long journey without changing his clothes.

When he turned around to look for it, Mo Yanzhuo turned around and took a look. The fishing rod tugged at him. He took back the fishing rod and put the fish in the basket.

Then went to another cubicle.

When he came out again, Jun Changque smelled a fragrance and wanted to taste it, which was rare.

Entering the hut, I found a pot of cooked fish on the table, as well as a few scattered side dishes and bright fruits.

The disheveled hair is still dripping with water, which wets the white bottom shirt. The robe draped lazily on the shoulders is lingering on. It is casual to the extreme and exudes invisible charm.

The exquisite and beautiful Third Highness, less majestic and cold than the emperor, looks boring and lazy.

Mo Yanzhuo watched him pull out the chair and sit down, and consciously started to move. He reached out and took the chopsticks out of his hand, and said something in his doubtful eyes.

"finish dressing."

This person is really strict to the extreme. The regent is the most observant of rules. He can't fault anything in his clothes and hair crown. If he sees someone disheveled, he will coldly watch them tidy up before leaving. .

Jun Changque wanted to leave irritably, but his eyes and nose were so betrayed that he couldn't move away. He pursed his lips and pulled up his robe unhappily. Seeing that he still didn't give him chopsticks, he sarcastically said: "Not yet? Do you still need to burn incense and pray?" Ichiban?"

The Third Highness, who was surly waiting to be fed, was like a child having a tantrum. Mo Yan's eyebrows were filled with smiles, and what he spit out was still.

"No."

Jun Changque became angry and stood up. Before he could say "I won't eat", Mo Yanzhuo raised his hand and threw a towel on his head, covering his eyes.

Jun Changque: "...?"

He heard the other person say: "Dry your hair."

Jun Changque lost his temper, threw the towel on the chair, and dried it with his inner strength.

Her bright black eyes looked at him impatiently, wanting to see what else he wanted.

Mo Yanzhuo sat down and said, "Eat."

Jun Changque sighed in his heart and had nowhere to vent, so he sat down angrily.

The fish meat in your mouth is fresh and tasty, without any nausea, and your eyebrows relax unconsciously.

Jun Changque ate little. He had noticed earlier that he was not interested in the snacks prepared on the carriage. He only drank a few cups of tea and occasionally frowned.

He thought that Jun Changque might be a little resistant to food and might have a bad gastrointestinal condition.

In his previous life, he heard that the emperors ate extravagantly and had to change several tables each time and kill several people before giving up.

Now that I think about it, it's because he can't eat much at all. He has bipolar disorder and is even more cruel and ruthless.

Thinking that this kind of simple food might suit his taste, he made this fish dish with his own hands and put some appetizing herbs in it.

Fortunately, he likes it.

Jun Changque, who was satiated, squinted his eyes and leaned on the back of his chair. With a slight smile on his lips, he joked: "If the regent doesn't want to be a prince, he might as well become a cook in my palace."

Mo Yanzhuo wasn't angry either, and said softly: "Try to push further."

Although I talked to him before, he was distant and cold and difficult to get close to.

Now he has some real feelings.

Mo Yanzhuo hesitated: "You..."

Jun Changque tilted his head: "What?"

I want to ask him if he has any memories of his previous life.

He put back what he wanted to ask and said warmly: "I have already asked someone to tell the emperor that you will come to the palace to meet the emperor tomorrow and you can have a good rest today."

He deliberately changed his identity to get closer to him.

Jun Changque didn't notice. He was full and in a good mood. He didn't care whether he wanted to say anything to his mother-in-law or not. He nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You were hunted down three years ago. I checked carefully and found that you were from Jun Changxiao."

He told him those things without hesitation, and Jun Changque glanced at him unexpectedly.

He knew that Jun Changxiao had done it, but he had no plans to return to Beijing at that time, so he put the matter aside.

Mo Yanzhuo actually investigated this matter for him and even told him directly.

Didn't he always protect Jun Changxiao?

Are you doing this now to find out something for Jun Changxiao?

There is no need to go to this extent to do something like this in front of him as a regent that he would not even do when facing Jun Changxiao.

He has no intention of competing with Jun Changxiao for the throne now. If they want it, they can take it themselves.

If that day comes, if he doesn't want to live anymore, he will give him his life. If he still wants to live, the worst he can do is take people out of the capital to settle in northern Xinjiang, and no one will dare to stop him.

In fact, Northern Xinjiang can be called a place with simple folk customs compared to the capital city where there were unsightly people plotting against him just after he returned.

At least those people could see how hard it was for him to protect their peace of life with his life, and they could see him off when he was about to leave Northern Xinjiang.

Suddenly feeling a little unmotivated, Jun Changque stood up and said, "Thank you very much for the regent's hospitality today. I will leave first."

His expression remained calm and his mood did not change. Mo Yanzhuo noticed his indifference and had no idea how he could be like this.

……

Jun Changxiao had long heard that he was back, but he didn't know why the regent went to pick him up at the city gate and invited him to Qinglu Xiaozhu, which he had never been to.

His father said that the regent was appointed to protect him, but he felt that the regent was nothing special to him.

He was not even as good as his attitude toward Jun Changque today.

But his mother is clearly Mo Yanzhuo's sister. He should be attracted to his sister's son, so why should he be attracted to the bastard born of a cheap maid who climbed into his master's bed?

Thinking of these things, he went directly to the palace. He wanted to report in front of his father that Jun Changque returned to the capital but did not meet his father first.

That was disrespectful to my father, and it was arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

He had to go into the palace to remind his father.

The emperor was reviewing the memorial in the royal study. Because of the oral edict, he could not only go to the palace without any obstruction, but also avoid kneeling.

Arriving at the door of the royal study, the waiters waiting on both sides immediately knelt down and saluted.

"See Your Highness."