Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

The trial on the second day went very smoothly, except that the Gongsun family had lost power and did not even notice that Prince Consort Zheng was having an affair with Gongsun Zanqing.

Jiang Yuan was a little disappointed. A carrier pigeon could deliver a letter in one night, but it would take another week for the new county magistrate to take office. It was impossible for her to go south, so she had to go back to take charge of the situation.

The new emperor is a young child who has just ascended the throne. He is only ten years old this year. The previous emperor was Jiang Yuan's elder brother. He died young and left behind this son. She has put a lot of effort into helping him ascend the throne.

She helped him get rid of several uncles who were eyeing him covetously, and promoted a regent to assist him in handling government affairs. She thought she could take a break for a while, so she went south under the pretext of looking for gifts for the new embankment. It was just a pretext, but in fact she was traveling with her newlywed husband.

The new emperor was still young and could not handle so many matters. The situation was chaotic, and it was inevitable that King Pan, who had just been exiled, and the regent would have some inappropriate thoughts.

Forget it, it would be better to be the emperor himself. It is more tiring to arrange for others. Considering everything, but losing half of his power, all those painstaking efforts can be forgotten as soon as you turn around.

She recalled the time when she first told the young emperor that she wanted to appoint a regent. The ten-year-old child looked at her as if she were the murderer of her husband, and the malice in his eyes was no less than that of an adult. Even if she found a gift to return this time, the relationship would be difficult to repair...

That’s all, just take it one step at a time.

Hearing that the new county magistrate would return to the capital after taking over, Prince Consort Zheng could not help but send his servant to ask the princess's maid Chuxue. After the servant came back, he reported to Zheng Weichen: "The maid said that she didn't know what the princess was thinking, so I hope Prince Consort can ask it himself."

Zheng Weichen kicked him to the ground and said, "You bastard, you dare to report to me without knowing anything?"

With a gloomy face, he walked towards Jiang Yuan's room with quick steps.

Their rooms were about a hundred meters apart, and this distance alone made him hate Jiang Yuan even more: It was disrespectful and unruly for a wife to sleep in a separate room from her husband!

When he reached the door, he stopped, adjusted his clothes and expression, and then knocked on the door gently: "Ayuan, it's me."

It was not until he heard a voice from inside the house, "Come in!" that he opened the door and walked in with a smile.

Before he could open his mouth, Jiang Yuan said coldly: "From now on, call me Princess Changjing, don't call me by my nickname."

Jiang Yuan's title was Princess Changjing. As the eldest princess of a country, her title was rarely remembered. Letting her husband-in-law call her by her title was really dragging his face down.

Zheng Weichen's tone was still gentle: "Ah Yuan is playing with me? How can I call the princess so distantly? If others knew about this, I wonder how they would laugh at me."

Jiang Yuan looked up from the case file: "My husband and I don't have a good relationship, so there's no need to call him so intimately. It's tarnishing my nickname."

Such a direct humiliation made Zheng Weichen so angry that he lost his mind. "Not in harmony? We are newlyweds, I tried to be considerate but you kept avoiding me. Since the wedding night, you have been using the excuse of feeling unwell in the carriage and not wanting me to touch you. I don't have three wives and four concubines and I have to use maids to solve the problem, so I think I am very considerate. I wonder what the princess is dissatisfied with me for? Maybe the princess likes your two guards more, or one of the secret guards?"

Jiang Yuan found it somewhat amusing to see him jumping up and down in anger. These were obviously what a qualified husband should do, but in his mouth, they became considerate and caring, even daring to make up dirty rumors about the princess.

She crossed her hands, resting her arms on the table, and resting her head on the back of her crossed hands. She said nonchalantly, "It's because she found out on her wedding night that the prince consort was short and had premature ejaculation. Doesn't the prince consort know how to reflect on this?"

The secret guard on the roof almost fell down.

Zheng Weicheng was so angry that his eyes became weak. He slowly raised his hand, but when he raised it halfway, he restrained himself and pulled it back, looking very forbearing.

The time machine was amazed and couldn't help but pop up: [He is really patient, most men can't stand this. ]

Jiang Yuan smiled: [It's not that he can't stand it, it's that he knows I have secret guards. He's not afraid of me. If I were just an ordinary princess without guards and without the protection of my father, he wouldn't be able to stand it.]

Zheng Weichen slammed the door and walked out. He secretly vowed to make Jiang Yuan pay the price! Anyway, the little emperor was not on good terms with her. After getting rid of these guards, she would have no power to turn things around. By then, she would definitely regret her arrogance!

As soon as the prince consort left, the secret guard flew down and landed firmly on his knees: "Apologize to the princess!"

"Get up, I forgive you."

He still knelt on the ground, not daring to look the princess in the face: "If the princess speaks, I will explain to the prince consort."

Jiang Yuan continued writing smoothly: "Ying San, you just need to do your job well and don't think too much."

"Yes! Princess! I am too talkative."