Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

The words are divided into two parts,

There was chaos inside the palace and outside Yuhua Palace.

Jing Zhou rushed over here in a hurry, and Li Quan jogged to catch up with him, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

This was the umpteenth time that the Emperor had put aside his government affairs for Lady Jiang. Thinking of this, Li Quan ran even faster.

As soon as they arrived outside Yuhua Palace, they saw Jiang Yun screaming and could not hear anyone's advice. The palace maids and eunuchs who came forward were all injured to varying degrees.

Unexpectedly, Jing Zejia was also there this time, and the cut on his face was obviously made by Jiang Yun.

He frowned slightly, then quickly stepped forward and held the person in his arms to comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

While dodging Jiang Yun's scratching hands, he patted her back to comfort her.

"Ahhhhhhhh"

But Jiang Yun didn't listen at all. She hugged Jing Zhou's neck, her fingertips scratching his flesh, and her body was still shaking.

Jing Zhou felt pain, but he didn't let the person go. He just kept patting the person's back to comfort him. After a full quarter of an hour, he seemed to be tired and stopped gradually.

Alas, Jing Zhou sighed silently, bent down, reached out to hold his thighs, picked him up, and walked straight inside.

She carried him to the inner room and laid him down on the couch. She bent over and began to check if he was injured. As soon as she touched his hand, Jiang Yun slapped Jing Zhou in the face almost as a conditioned reflex. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was instinctively disgusted.

Li Quan, who followed in, was so scared that he fell to his knees. Lizhi, holding hot water, also knelt down, not daring to breathe.

Jing Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he said word by word through his teeth, "Jiang Yun, what do you want?"

A big hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder and shook him vigorously twice, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"talk."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" Jiang Yun was obviously frightened. She covered her face with her hands and screamed heartbreakingly.

Jing Zejia's chubby little body rushed over, pushed Jing Zhou's hand away, and hugged his head tightly, "Brother Jiang, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

He turned to look at Jing Zhou with a serious expression, "Father, you scared Brother Jiang."

Jing Zhou was obviously stunned. His son actually pushed him aside for Jiang Yun.

"Father, Brother Jiang said he doesn't like you. Why did you force him and turn him into what he is now?" Jing Zejia was very sad. How could he not be sad when his favorite friend was tortured into this state by his own father?

"Father, please let Brother Jiang go. I only ask you for this one thing. Don't hurt him."

Seeing Jing Zejia finish these words with tears streaming down his face, Jing Zhou felt a strange feeling in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think the emperor is torturing him?"

"If father treated him well, how could he be like this?" Jing Zejia's words were undoubtedly a slap in Jing Zhou's face.

Jing Zhou took two deep breaths and returned to his usual indifferent attitude, "Ze Jia, is this what you should say to our father?"

"You are a prince. Are you going to disobey your father for Jiang Yun?"

Jing Zejia was shaking with fear, especially now that he was facing his father's wrath at such a close distance, his whole body was trembling, but he did not let go of Jiang Yun's hand.

Jiang Yun seemed to sense that he had no hostility and had stopped struggling.

Everything was fine before, but after the New Year, everything changed. Jing Zejia couldn't find Jiang Yun, and his mother didn't allow him to ask. He secretly ran to Yuhua Palace several times but was not allowed to enter.

If he had not overheard the conversation between his mother and Concubine De, he would not have known that his favorite brother Jiang had been driven crazy by the murder.

He didn't know what a madman was. He only remembered what he had promised Jiang Yun: they were friends and should help each other.

He also remembered Jiang Yun saying that his home was outside the palace, that he did not like his father, and would not become an empress in the palace.

So when he ran to Yuhua Palace again today and saw Jiang Yun, his expression changed from joy to shock.

His lively and vivid brother Jiang remembered no one and couldn't even speak.

Thinking of this, Jing Zejia took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at Jing Zhou, "Father, Brother Jiang does not belong here. His home is not here."

"Snapped"

Jing Zhou raised his hand and slapped him, staring at him.

Jing Zejia stiffened his neck and shouted, "He doesn't like you, don't force him."

"Wuwuwuwu, you've driven him crazy, wuwuwuwuwuwu."

Jing Zhou raised his hand again, but he couldn't hit him.

Jiang Yun, who was being held, suddenly reached out and touched Jing Zejia's red face, and called out softly, as if she was concerned about him.

When Jing Zhou saw this, his throat tightened and he swallowed hard, put down his hand, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "Someone, take the eldest prince to apply medicine."

Lizhi responded, put the basin away, pulled Jingzejia out of the inner room, and kept persuading him in a low voice.

"Whoo~"

Jing Zhou sat on the soft couch on the other side. He felt a little exhausted but did not relax his body. He maintained the majesty of an emperor.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Li Quan still kneeling and sighed, "Get up."

"Yes Yes."

Li Quan stood up and washed a clean towel for Jing Zhou, who took it but did not wipe his own hands. He moved to wipe Jiang Yun's face.

As a result, Jiang Yun seemed to be very hostile to him and didn't let him touch her at all. She slapped the handkerchief away and stood up to leave.

Li Quan hurried over to coax the man and moved him to a sitting position on the bed, only then did he feel at ease.

"Li Quan, tell me, did I do something wrong?"

,,,How dare I say,,,

"You said he was crazy, but why did he still hate me the most and would attack me at any time?"

Whenever you get the chance, you overpower people and use force. Even a madman will hold a grudge.

"I'm asking you a question?" He asked with a somewhat impatient tone.

",,,In reply to the emperor, I don't know." Li Quan was sweating profusely in the middle of winter. Don't ask, I'm afraid.

"What a clue."

Jing Zhou pushed over the tea bowl on the coffee table in annoyance. He was in Yuhua Palace now and even had to control his temper. The thought of it made him feel depressed.

"Ask Lizhi to come over and ask why Zejia is here?"

"Yes, yes." Li Quan felt that he was finally saved.

Lizhi took Jingzejia, who had received the medicine, back to the inner room and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I was about to go out for a walk, but I forgot about the eldest prince. His Highness was very worried about me, so I got scared."

Jing Zhou looked at Jing Zejia, "Have you finished your homework? I didn't mean to stop you from coming."

Jing Zejia's eyes were still red, and he stood aside carefully. At this moment, he had almost used up all his courage, and answered honestly, "It's done."

He looked up at Jiang Yun, then at Jing Zhou, his eyes even redder, "Son, I just miss Brother Jiang a little, and want to come and see him."

"I didn't expect that..."

Jing Zhou stared at him with a bad expression, "Who told you that I drove him crazy?"

Jing Zejia lowered his head, unable to see his expression, and said in a muffled voice, "In the entire palace, who else could it be except my father?"

",,, you dare to guess."

"I don't dare."