After escaping marriage, I became the Prince Regent's favorite

Chapter 3 Uncle Emperor, Please Be Aggrieved

In the royal study room of the imperial palace, a small figure was walking back and forth in a bright yellow dragon robe, with his hands behind his back, his fair and clean facial features tensed, his delicate brows wrinkled, and he looked up from time to time to look outside the hall door. The eunuch: "Has the emperor come yet?"

The little eunuch bent down and replied: "If you go back to the emperor, not yet."

Jiang Ling said angrily, "Why hasn't the emperor come here yet! Did you send someone to call the emperor?"

The little eunuch knelt down in fear, and when he was about to explain, Jiang Jie, the chief executive, came slowly, bent forward and said, "Your Majesty, the regent is already on his way."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling's frowning brows were slightly relaxed, and he let out a breath of foul air, and then a childish smile appeared on his face.

Gingerbread poured a cup of tea and presented it with both hands, and said with a smile: "It is a good thing for the two countries to marry, why does the emperor reject it so much?"

Jiang Ling, an eight-year-old child, is like an old-fashioned and upright adult at the moment, sitting on the carved red sandalwood chair with a lot of thoughts, drinking a sip of tea, and squinting at Gingerbread: "It's not that you are married, of course you said so!"

Gingerbread lowered his head, thinking, his body won't allow it.

Jiang Ling put the cup heavily on the table, and said with a bit of grievance in his tone: "I heard that the little princess of Dou Liao Kingdom is already [-] years old, and I'm only [-] years old..."

There is a kind of misery that this tender grass of oneself has been ruined by an old cow.

Gingerbread said in a low voice: "As the saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at him, and said with a sinister smile: "As the saying goes, if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, I will give you an 80-year-old woman to accompany you right now. "

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Gingerbread knelt down immediately, slapped herself and said weepingly: "The emperor forgives the sin, the old slave is cheap."

Jiang Ling snorted: "Look, you are even unwilling to persuade me!"

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Jiang Ling leaned on the red sandalwood chair, stared blankly at the painting wall, and sighed in a low voice: "Besides... I also heard that the little princess of the Dou Liao Kingdom is hot-tempered and cruel. How can my queen be like this? Mad tigress."

Gingerbread knelt on the ground and cautiously remonstrated: "Maybe what I heard is all false?"

Jiang Ling squinted at him: "Are you questioning me?"

"The old slave dare not."

"Humph."

Jiang Ling rolled his eyes.

At this time, the eunuch outside the door shouted in a shrill voice: "Your Majesty, the regent is here."

Hearing that the uncle who had been looking forward to day and night finally came, Jiang Ling excitedly jumped off the red sandalwood chair and ran out of the imperial study.

Seeing the tall and majestic figure in front of him, Jiang Ling immediately rushed over, hugged Jiang Huai's waist, and shouted full of grievances: "Uncle Huang, you are here."

Noticing that Jiang Huai was walking with a limp, he asked suspiciously, "Uncle Huang, what's wrong with you?"

An imperceptible embarrassment quickly flashed across Jiang Huai's face.

"fine."

He looked down at this eight-year-old nephew whose height reached his waist, and raised his hand to rub his forehead, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"What is the reason for calling this king in such a hurry?"

Jiang Ling's obsidian-like eyes rolled around, and he helped Jiang Huai to walk into the imperial study.

The uncle and nephew sat on the red sandalwood chair and had a long talk.

Jiang Ling lowered his head, pursed his lips, and after a while greeted the Empress Dowager, who was a monk and practiced in Bodhi Mountain.

"Is Grandma Huang okay there?"

Jiang Huai poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and hummed after hearing what he said.

Jiang Ling snorted, his immature face wrinkled into a ball, as if hesitating how to speak.

Jiang Huai leaned lazily on the red sandalwood chair, and glanced at his wrinkled bun face.

"Is it because of the marriage with Dou Liaoguo?"

On the way here, Gu Chang'an had told him about what happened when he was not in the capital recently.One of the things is the marriage between Nan Shao and Dou Liao proposed by Zhu Mingwei.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhu Mingwei's move is aimed at Jianghuai.

The emperor's elder brother died young, and Jiang Ling was the only son under his knees. The throne was naturally passed on to him, and Jiang Huai was ordered to be assisted by the regent.

After Jianghuai appointed the queen regent, the power was poured into the government and the public, and most of the military power was in his hands.

And Zhu Mingwei is Jiang Ling's pro-grandfather, so this is naturally to prevent Jiang Huai from rebelling against the throne one day, so the new emperor proposed marriage soon after he ascended the throne.

Jiang Huai suddenly understood Zhu Mingwei's tricks, and it was not unreasonable for him to do so.

Seeing that the emperor's uncle already knew about the marriage, Jiang Ling stopped coddling, and watched Jiang Huai's every move with his dark eyes, and asked cautiously: "Emperor uncle, you...won't you feel wronged and marry me for me?" …how?"

Jiang Huai paused slightly holding the cup, stared at him with unfathomable phoenix eyes, and smiled darkly: "You are really my king's good nephew."

(End of this chapter)