I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Si Ling looked at the person in gorgeous clothes in front of him, and his gaze moved to the white and slender neck.

So fragile.

Just pinch it and it will break.

He turned his face away and emphasized again: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

Jiang Chu didn't care either. He grabbed his arm and shook his neck: "It's too late. Let's go back to the palace."

Si Ling breathed a sigh of relief, held his waist with one hand, and climbed walls and roofs in the night.

When I returned to the palace.

Jiang Chu had fallen asleep. Si Ling held him horizontally in his arms, and the palace maids and servants surrounded him.

"My Lord, how much did you drink?"

Then he looked at Cheese Ling again, and seeing the attire he wore and the badge hanging around his waist, he knew his identity.

"Leave the prince to me." The eunuch went to pull Jiang Chu.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chu's hands were so strong that the eunuch didn't dare to use force.

He glanced at Si Ling in embarrassment and said, "Send the prince to bed."

Si Ling nodded and sent him to the inner hall.

An Fang was also restless on the bed, and when Si Ling was about to leave, he pulled his arm tightly.

The nanny who had been with Jiang Chu since he was little sighed and said, "That's it. I'll trouble you to keep watch today."

Si Ling nodded.

Everyone retreated, leaving guards and maids on standby at the door.

Jiang Chu did not sleep well at night. His dreams kept changing with scenes of his mother and brother passing away one after another.

"Mother..."

"elder brother……"

Jiang Chu choked with sobs and shed tears in Gong Ye.

Si Ling's cold eyes were fixed on the face that looked sometimes tense and sometimes uneasy in the dark hall.

It was noon and Si Ling continued to sit on the edge of the bed and took a short nap.

At this moment, Jiang Chu opened his eyes in a daze.

What I saw was a face that didn't seem to exist in this mortal world.

There was amazement in his drunken eyes.

Jiang Chu quietly lowered his head, his eyes fixed on his hand that was holding Si Ling's hand tightly.

Remove gently.

It was this subtle movement that woke Si Ling up.

Si Ling opened his cold eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Chu smiled brightly: "Good morning, are you the secret guard that my father found for me?"

Si Ling stood up and nodded: "Yes. I will protect your safety."

Jiang Chu smiled even more brightly: "From now on, you will be my personal guard. Being a secret guard is boring."

Si Ling frowned slightly, but the emperor said that once they arrived at the Ninth Prince's palace, they would have to follow his orders in everything.

Then he clasped his fists again and said, "I obey your command."

Jiang Chu looked at the pleasing personal guard.

"Don't worry, your monthly salary will be doubled. Will you serve me?" Jiang Chu stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, and motioned for him to put on his shoes.

Si Lingben squatted on the ground, lifted his feet, put on socks, and then put on boots.

Jiang Chu stood up and opened his arms, and Si Ling changed his clothes for him.

Si Ling's gaze was fixed on the extremely thin waist, and what he was thinking was, it will break if I bend it?

The last step was to comb the hair. Si Ling really didn’t know how to do it. He only knew how to tie the hair in the simplest way, which was not suitable for a prince of the first palace.

Jiang Chu had no choice but to give up and let the maid come and comb his hair.

With Si Ling, Jiang Chu's boring days seemed to become more interesting.

Wherever he goes, he follows him.

Sometimes he fought crickets, sometimes he rode out of the palace on horseback, and sometimes he went to the Nine Phoenix Tower.

The most interesting thing is to tease the old-fashioned Si Ling, and Jiang Chu will not stop until he turns red in the face.

No one lives a more carefree and happy life than Jiang Chu.

This was a carefree year.

The next year, there was heavy rain in Shu, severe drought in Suizhou, and plague in Chenzhou.

For a time, the entire Sui Dynasty was filled with oppressive smoke of gunpowder.

Every emotion is amplified.

The eldest prince secretly colluded with ministers and began to impeach Jiang Chu.

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince spends tens of thousands of taels of gold a year. He is really too wasteful!"

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is ignorant and unskillful. He is ashamed of the late Queen, the late Crown Prince, and even more so of your Majesty's love for him."

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince has already left for Shuzhong to repair the flooded dams, and the third prince has already left for Chenzhou to deal with the plague. Now Suizhou is plagued by locusts and a severe drought, and the people are living in misery."

"Your Majesty, why don't you send the Ninth Prince to govern? The late Queen's talent is comparable to that of a saint, so the Ninth Prince must also be a rare talent."

The man in black dragon robe sitting on the high seat glanced coldly at the audience.

He knew very well what the officials were thinking. The people were suffering and they urgently needed an outlet to vent their anger and divert the pressure of the government.

Do you really want to push Jiang Chu out to vent your anger?

The man on the high seat was also weighing the pros and cons.

The former queen's mother's family rushed forward to refute: "Don't we still have the Sixth Prince Jiang Li? The Ninth Prince is still young, how can he understand how to solve the drought problem."

"The Sixth Prince Jiang Li has already left for the Northern Territory to discuss trade routes. Has the Prime Minister forgotten?"

……

The court was filled with endless arguments among ministers, and state affairs were filled with mountains of impeachment memorials.

The person on the dragon throne closed his eyes and finally made a decision.

"Send the Ninth Prince Jiang Chu with food and fodder to Suizhou to provide disaster relief!"

The party's goal was achieved, and they all secretly exchanged glances with each other.

Ignoring the Prime Minister's angry face, he bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

Jiang Chu was not surprised when he received the imperial edict, and his face still had the same unchanging smile.

On the other hand, the old nanny wiped away her tears and said, "Your Highness, there is drought in Suizhou and the refugees are rioting. If we don't handle it properly, I'm afraid we will become the target of public criticism."

Jiang Chu hummed lightly.

He turned to look at Si Ling who was standing beside him: "Do you want to go with me, or do you want me to let you go?"

Si Ling was about to speak.

Jiang Chu emphasized again: "I will only give you this chance, there will be no second chance, think it over before you speak."

Si Ling clasped his fists and bowed: "Si Ling is the prince's man. I swear to protect the prince's safety until my death."

Jiang Chu looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Si Ling, you said this yourself. You will never have a chance to leave again."

Si Ling's expression remained unchanged.

They carried thirty carts of grain and fodder and lined up at the city gate.

Jiang Chu was sitting in the carriage, surrounded by guards, and Si Ling was sitting beside the carriage.

When they were about to break camp and leave, a private caravan caught up with them.

They also stopped the military camp.

"Report! Your Majesty, the owner of Jiufeng Tower, Zhao Jinzhou, wants to see you."

(PS: The original name is used for easy remembering, so I won’t give a new name to the things in the previous life.)

Jiang Chu was a little surprised, but still agreed: "Meet."

The carriage curtain opened, and a sunny and handsome man came into view.

Zhao Jinzhou knelt down and said, "I greet the Ninth Prince."

Jiang Chu helped him up: "I wonder why Manager Zhao is looking for me?"

Zhao Jinzhou took out the banknotes from his pocket: "Of course it's for the banknotes."

Jiang Chu looked at the thick stack of banknotes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does this mean? If you want to donate money for the country, why not go directly through the emperor's way, why bother going through me."

"Hehe, Your Highness, you're overthinking. This is the money from your branches. I forgot to tell you that I'm the boss behind the businesses you run."

People only know that Jiang Chu is a playboy, but they don't know that the money he squandered was all his own money, and he didn't touch a single cent from the palace.

Now it was Jiang Chu's turn to be surprised: "Boss Zhao was hiding so deeply, why did he reveal himself at this time? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you and take over your business?"

Zhao Jinzhou chuckled: "If the prince was that kind of person, how could Zhao have the guts to come here?"

Zhao Jinzhou handed over a thick stack of silver bills. Jiang Chu did not hesitate, held it in his hand and handed it to Si Ling behind him.

Si Ling put it into the brocade box.