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

Coming out of the crowd, Mo Yanzhuo asked, "Your Highness, are you hungry? Let's go get something to eat?"

Jun Changque looked at him with thoughtful eyes.

Mo Yanzhuo was confused: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jun Changque shook his head.

He called him Aque just now, why didn't he call him Aque now?

"Prince Regent, younger brother of the Third Emperor."

Someone called them from behind and they hurriedly chased after them.

It was Jun Changxiao.

Hearing his voice, Mo Yanzhuo became impatient, turned around, and his expression became cold.

"Is there something wrong with the eldest prince?"

Jun Changxiao was in the crowd just now, watching the regent Prince Yu condescend to play the flute for Jun Changque.

Mo Yanzhuo is a man of extraordinary elegance and literary talent. He knows everything, and is one of the best in everything he has learned, including music, calligraphy, chess, painting, and the art of war...

Even his ability to handle government affairs is admirable.

This is why his father asked him to study with the regent.

But the regent is not someone who can show off his talents to others casually.

Today, he gave this honor to Jun Changque.

Their relationship is not an ordinary close one.

Jun Changxiao tried hard to control his thoughts: "I have a question that I would like to ask the regent. Look..."

Mo Yanzhuo's words were very disrespectful: "Can't you ask during the day? Do you have to disturb me at this time?"

Isn't it a good thing to be diligent and studious?

This is what he said.

Jun Changxiao was a little surprised: "Prince Regent..."

He took a breath and changed the subject, "Then the regent and the third emperor's brother haven't eaten yet, can I treat you?"

Mo Yanzhuo said: "No need, the king is not short of this little silver. Since you have time, sort out the files these days. The king will want to see them tomorrow."

Jun Changxiao, who was rejected for the second time, almost couldn't control his expression: "Yes, Regent."

"Okay, let's go if you have nothing to do."

Jun Changque stood aside, twirling the flute on his fingers carelessly, looking at them with indifferent eyes.

Mo Yanzhuo quickly dismissed him and regained his gentleness: "Let's go."

Jun Changque said slowly: "If you slap him in the face like this, you won't be afraid that he will hate you."

"Even if this were not the case, he would have already hated me." Mo Yanzhuo said sarcastically.

He stared at the other person's fingers that were not slender and beautiful and looked away, making a fearful look: "Your Highness, you must protect me."

Jun Changque slapped his wrist while playing the flute. The flute fell to the ground when it stopped. He quickly reached out and took it back.

Looking into Mo Yanzhuo's eyes, he raised his lips teasingly: "Okay, I will protect Ah Su."

Mo Yanzhuo's heart trembled when he heard him calling the name she told him.

"What did your Highness call me?"

His eyes were scorching, and his deep ink eyes had shallow ripples.

Jun Changque refused to shout any more, chuckled lightly, turned around and left.

Mo Yanzhuo followed him up. The cold regent was very clingy and insisted that he call his name again.

Jun Changque took a breath, took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it to him: "The regent gave me a sword last time. Give this dagger to the regent for protection."

"His Highness also gave me a gift?" He felt that his joy today was beyond the limit.

The heart is wrapped in candied fruit, so sweet.

Mo Yanzhuo smiled and said, "Thank you A'que, I will keep it well."

He took the dagger and couldn't put it down, playing with it like a child with a favorite toy.

But is a dagger worth being so happy about?

Jun Changque didn't know that the things he had given to him before were common and common to others.

This is the only dagger that no one else has.

It was also the first time that he took the initiative to give him something.

It seems like he still likes it.

Jun Changque threw the flute at him: "This is yours too."

Mo Yanzhuo stretched out his hand to catch it and hid it in his sleeves: "Your Highness gave it to me. I like it all."