The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Jiang Shijie thanked Shen Jiarou: "Thank you, Princess, for taking care of Yu'er. Sorry for the trouble."

"It's okay." Shen Jiarou looked at Yu'er who was being held by Jiang Shijie and waved at her gently.

"Goodbye Yuer!"

Jiang Weiyu got on the carriage reluctantly, and finally waved to Shen Jiarou in the started carriage.

"Goodbye, Auntie. Goodbye, Yi'er!"

Jiang Ziyi waved at her with a smile on her face: "Goodbye, Yu'er!"

The fact that Jiang Weiyu stayed overnight at the Regent Princess's residence had been reported to Ji Chenyu by the secret guards.

"Jiang Weiyu?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji Chenyu was very confused. Was the meeting between the two families an accidental encounter or was it a deliberate plan by Jiang Shijie? Logically speaking, it would be useless to plan now. After all, his fourth sister had already married and had children, and she and her husband Jiang Ruofan lived in loving harmony.

"Keep paying attention, and report anything to me promptly."

The secret guard cupped his hands: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the secret guards left quietly, Ji Chenyu fell into deep thought again. There are many old ministers in the court now, and the Sixth Grandfather, who was once prominent for decades, has passed away. It is time for some fresh blood to enter the court.

The next day in the Golden Palace, Ji Chenyu sat majestically on the dragon throne, and the court officials knelt respectfully.

"Your Majesty, long live the Emperor."

Ji Chenyu raised his hand and said, "My dear ministers, please stand up."

The court officials stood up to express their gratitude, and some stepped out of the line.

"Your Majesty, I don't know when the preparations for establishing a crown prince will begin." The speaker was an imperial censor in the Censorate. Emperor Wenzong of Tang looked at him deliberately. He didn't expect that the Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, already had someone in his Censorate. This really surprised him.

When the censor received Tang Wenzong's look, his heart trembled. The envoy of the Censorate was a person who did not like to form cliques with others. He was afraid that he would be remembered thoroughly in the future.

Ji Chenyu knew what some court officials were thinking, but he did not expect that the first person to bring it up after the New Year would be the Censor of the Censorate. He raised his head and glanced meaningfully at Tang Wenzong, the Censorate's envoy.

The ministers had been paying close attention to his actions. When they saw the emperor glance at Emperor Wenzong of Tang, they were worried for him.

The Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, was still very calm at this moment, with no joy on his face, and he was very composed. Shen Jiarou stood quietly and observed the entire court silently.

Ji Chenyu looked at the Regent Princess Shen Jiarou, who seemed to be indifferent to the matter, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Fourth sister, what do you think of what the censor has said?"

Shen Jiarou bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, I think it is better to appoint a crown prince sooner rather than later. Please think twice."

Ji Chenyu was not surprised by her answer. The Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, was indeed visibly relieved. Fortunately, the Regent Princess did not hold him back, otherwise he would have to offend the Emperor again.

"In that case, the Imperial Observatory should find an auspicious day."

Because of the issue of establishing a crown prince, many court officials began to think about it. When the Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, saw Shen Jiarou leaving the Jinluan Palace, he quickly chased after her.

"Princess Regent, thank you for today."

Shen Jiarou smiled politely: "Minister Mu is too polite, I am just being realistic."

The Minister of Revenue, Lord Mu, smiled gently. He certainly understood what the Regent Princess meant, but he was still very grateful to her.

"I still want to thank you."

Shen Jiarou returned to the imperial study to help Ji Chenyu review memorials. Seeing that Ji Chenyu was always looking at her, she looked up in confusion.

"Is there something wrong, my brother?"

Ji Chenyu smiled gently, less majestic and more gentle than he was in the court.

"Brother, I heard that Jiang Shijie's daughter once stayed overnight in your house?"

Shen Jiarou was stunned: "Has this matter reached my brother's ears?"

"I just heard it by accident." Shen Jiarou didn't think so because he spoke so nonchalantly. She didn't think that a great emperor would care about such a trivial matter, but she didn't expose him.

"I met her at the Lantern Festival a few days ago. Maybe my sister and I have a good impression of her."

Ji Chenyu smiled and said, "Indeed, you are very popular with children."

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given birth to three children in a row and ended up with seven children. If he could have seven children, he would probably wake up laughing in his dreams.

When Shen Jiarou heard him talk about the ending in the child's eyes, she didn't know what to say.

"Brother Emperor, there are still many memorials. Let's review them first."

Ji Chenyu understood that she was trying to change the subject and lamented her delicate mind.

"it is good."

Luo Cheng sighed as he watched the brother and sister getting along harmoniously. If his master had as many descendants as the regent princess, he would wake up laughing in his sleep.

Having said that, is it that the prince consort is too capable, or is it that the Princess Regent is too fertile? There are many women in the capital who can give birth, but none of them have multiple births. Only this noble Princess Regent is like this.

Luo Cheng lamented that everyone's life is different. Although his master is the king of a country, it is extremely difficult for him to have an heir. More than ten years have passed, and now he only has one son, the eldest prince. This only child is very precious.

Seeing Luo Cheng pursing his lips from time to time while thinking, Shen Jiarou was curious about him. What on earth made his expression so rich at the moment?

Ji Chenyu and Shen Jiarou had backaches from reviewing so many memorials. Shen Jiarou lamented that being an emperor was not easy, and it was not easy for her to be the regent princess either.

As the sky gradually darkened, Shen Jiarou left the palace and returned home in her own carriage. She was so tired that she closed her eyes to rest along the way.

Such a silent atmosphere surprised Zhen Luosang and others. Zhang Zirou was worried about the health of her eldest princess.

"Princess, are you okay?"

"Alive."

Hearing this, the seven people looked at each other. They could tell that their eldest princess was very tired, both physically and mentally.

Jiang Ruofan had already arrived at the gate of the mansion wearing a cloak and was waiting for Shen Jiarou. Listening to the sound of approaching carriage wheels, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"My dear Prince Consort, judging by the noise, it must be the Princess who has returned."

The carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and Zhen Luosang supported the exhausted Shen Jiarou.

"Princess, please be careful."

"Madam, you're back. Thank you for your hard work." Shen Jiarou was about to get off the carriage by herself, but was picked up by Jiang Ruofan.

"I will carry you into the palace."

Shen Jiarou looked at his gentle face and smiled, then gently placed the hairband on his shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work, husband."

Everyone smiled at each other and followed him in.

Jiang Cha and Jiang Wu followed behind the seven people. After they entered the mansion, Bao Zhiqing ordered people to close the gate.

Shen Jiarou was carried all the way back to the main courtyard. Shen Jiarou sighed that her seemingly weak husband actually had quite good arm strength.

"Husband, please put me down."

"No, you are tired after a busy day. Leave the rest to me."

Shen Jiarou was touched by his words and couldn't help but give him a gentle kiss on the face and smiled gently at him.

Jiang Ruofan was stunned by her sudden kiss.

"Madam, can we..." Hearing his ambiguous words, Shen Jiarou shyly buried her head in his neck.

"I will obey my husband." Hearing her words, Jiang Ruofan felt her whole body starting to get hot.