Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Chunyu was extremely anxious and quickly gave a wink. Xiaoxi understood and quietly moved behind Jiang Yun, waiting for the opportunity to snatch the hairpin away.

Jiang Yun saw that they still didn't listen to him, but surrounded him to try to comfort him, and their chatter gave him a headache.

My rationality had already collapsed, and I screamed, "Stop making noise..."

Several people were so frightened that they fell silent and stepped back. Chunyu tried to persuade them carefully, but Jiang Yun didn't listen at all.

It was not until they heard the arrival of the Emperor that they found their backbone and knelt down one after another, leaving only Jiang Yun and Jing Zhou standing and confronting each other.

Seeing Jing Zhou wearing a dragon robe, he became even more certain that this was the imperial palace.

The tears that she had held back for a long time finally fell. She aimed the hairpin in the direction of Jing Zhou and threw it out with her right hand. The guards kneeling on the ground immediately reached out to stop her and knelt down again.

Jiang Yun quickly stepped forward and raised her right hand towards Jing Zhou. The next moment, her wrist was firmly grasped, and she shouted angrily, "Jiang Yun, I see your hand, I don't want it."

"You bastard, son of a bitch, I don't want to stay here, let me go."

The people around him gasped and said that this man had lived enough.

Jiang Yun's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. She cried even more and rushed forward to bite him, but her chin was grabbed.

"If you can't beat them, then bite them, huh? Are you a puppy?"

After a moment of trance, the whole person was picked up horizontally and walked into the house.

Jiang Yun struggled violently, "Don't hug me, you bastard, you big bad guy."

"Can you change to something new? I'm tired of hearing these words."

(-?_-?) "You, you are simply... a lowly man."

As soon as Jing Zhou loosened his grip, he threw the man on the bed, then he moved forward immediately, stretched out his big hands, grabbed his hands and lifted them above his head.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, "Jiang Yun, you are really tired of living, huh?"

"First you lied to me, bit me, scolded me, and even tried to frame me as a jinx. Now that you've entered the palace, you've changed your mind to assassination, huh?"

"Tell me, which of these wronged you?"

"Either of them is enough to get you beheaded."

Jiang Yun moved his arms and found that he was no match for him. However, his expression was still fierce as he stared at him, "You deserve it."

"Who told you to kidnap me? If you hadn't kidnapped me, we wouldn't have even met."

"You be your emperor, I live my life, we don't interfere with each other."

Jing Zhou freed one hand and gently stroked his neck with a hint of mockery.

"Jiang Yun, face the reality. You are in the palm of my hand now, and you can't go anywhere."

As she spoke, she looked into his eyes dangerously, "You are too disobedient. I will send someone to teach you the rules."

He blurted out, "I don't want to."

"I can't tolerate it if you don't want it."

Jing Zhou felt that his temper had improved a lot recently and he could deal with his rebellious behavior calmly.

Her fingertips slid to the corners of his bright red eyes and poked them gently, "Jiang Yun, are you really a man? Why are you crying so easily? Huh?"

"Are you made of water?"

He moved his fingers to his cheek and pinched it, his eyes darkening, "Jiang Yun, if you behave yourself and don't make a fuss, I can allow them to visit you in the palace."

Jiang Yun suddenly opened her eyes wide and forgot to struggle, "You, are you serious?"

"I will keep my word."

She lowered her eyes to think for a while, then looked him in the eye again, licking her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, "Your Majesty, how about you just let me go?"

"Don't push your luck."

Jing Zhou glared at him, let go of his hand, and sat down on the bed. "As long as you behave yourself and don't make any noise, I will keep my promise."

"Okay, you've been busy all morning, wash your face and have breakfast with me."

He looked up at the door and said, "Someone come."

Chunyu was listening to the noise outside the house, and hurriedly led two palace maids into the house, put away the toiletries, and started to help Jiang Yun wash her face.

Jing Zhou raised his hand and grabbed his, but when he saw that the wound was not split open, he shook it off in disgust, "He has a wound on his hand, you do it."

Chunyu bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Then he wet a cloth and was about to wipe Jiang Yun's face. Jiang Yun frowned and dodged, "No, I can wipe it myself."

Chunyu knelt down immediately, which made Jiang Yun frown. Without waiting for her to speak, Jing Zhou pulled the cloth over and touched Jiang Yun's face twice.

"Um~ you, let go, "

Jiang Yun pushed him and finally caught her breath. "Are you trying to murder me?"

"Tsk, so delicate."

Jing Zhou threw away the cloth and stood up. "Help him change his shoes and clothes, and then come over for dinner."

Chunyu nodded, "Yes,"

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The beaded curtain moved slightly, and Jiang Yun was wearing an ice-blue coat with bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on the edges. She had a jade belt around her waist, outlining her slender waist. Her eyes were bright but tinged with a hint of sadness, and her lips were tightly closed.

Seeing Jing Zhou looking at her, she turned her face away and chose a seat farther away from him.

Chunyu called Xia Zhi, and Qiuyue came over to serve the two of them. Jingzhou was eating, but his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Yun, which made his scalp tingle.

She raised her head somewhat uncomfortably, and their eyes met. Jiang Yun bit her lower lip out of habit, but said nothing.

After scooping a spoonful of shredded pork porridge, he frowned, spat out a piece of shredded ginger, put the spoon down and stopped moving.

Chunyu came over to pick some shredded ginger for him, but Jiang Yun's expression was still not very good. "Don't do it. I don't want to eat it."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Jing Zhou slammed his chopsticks on the table, but Jiang Yun just looked at him calmly, "Is it not okay if I don't want to eat?"

"Chun Yu, go find two strict maids and teach him some proper manners."

But Jiang Yun just looked at him and said, "Whatever you want."

He was pulled back before he even walked out of Yuhua Palace. Jing Zhou must teach him a lesson and set some rules for him as he dared to be disrespectful to me.

Jing Zhou left angrily, waving his sleeves. He came to see him without changing his court clothes, but he was so ungrateful. He quickly returned to the Qinzheng Palace, changed into his casual clothes, and began to review memorials. He vented his anger at the ministers who came up to him to make trouble, and then his anger subsided a little.

Concubine Jing Zhao Jing, Concubine De Shi Yanxue and two or three concubines gathered in Empress Yan Wan's Changle Palace and told the story of the past two days in an exaggerated way.

Yan Wan took a sip of tea without even raising her eyelids, "It's a blessing for that man that the emperor likes him, and you have no right to interfere."

Zhao Jing bowed and said angrily, "My Lady, since he has entered the palace, he must abide by the rules of this palace."

"It's already so late, and you haven't come to pay your respects to the Queen yet. You are simply not taking me seriously."

Yan Wan gently put down the tea bowl and glanced at the people below her. She was still dignified and generous. She knew in her heart that these people were trying to get her to take the lead. "The emperor is protecting him, and I can't do anything about it."

Zhao Jing smiled slyly, "That may not be the case, Madam. I heard that Yuhua Palace is inviting a nanny to set rules for him."

"My servants, Nanny Li and Nanny Chang, are both good at teaching etiquette. I want to share the worries of Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

Yan Wan curled her lips and said, "In that case, let Concubine Jing handle this matter."

"Thank you, Madam. I promise that within three days, I will make him obedient."

Inside Yuhua Palace, Jiang Yun sat on the couch, supporting his head with one hand in a daze. He couldn't help but shiver, as if a chill was penetrating into his neck.