Zhao Hao couldn't help curling his lips and said, "He is His Majesty, do you need to worry about him?"

"When your majesty gets married and who he gets married to is not something we can say."

Yongning rolled his eyes in annoyance when he heard this: "Look at you, I just said one sentence and you wanted to say a hundred sentences."

"I think my sister is not young anymore, it's time for her to get married."

"Why are you still angry?"

Zhao Hao was stunned: "I'm angry? When did I get angry?"

He turned his head and looked at his aunt Jiang Yiren who was holding the child.

"Aunt, am I angry?"

"Why am I angry?"

Yongning quickly looked at his aunt Jiang Yiren.

"Aunt, look at him, his nose is crooked, and he still says he's not angry!"

Jiang Yiren smiled and said, "You two stop making trouble."

Yongning walked over, picked up Zhen'er, and spoke to the child in a sarcastic tone.

"Zhen'er, look at your father. His face is thicker than a city wall, isn't it?"

Then, he looked at Jiang Yiren and said, "Aunt, I'm bringing Zhen'er into the palace. Please help me take care of Zheng'er at night."

Jiang Yiren nodded: "Okay, go ahead and don't worry, I'll take care of Zheng'er here."

Yongning nodded slightly, then carried Zhen'er and left.

Before leaving, he gave Zhao Hao a cold look.

Zhao Hao also rolled his eyes in response.

After Yongning left, Jiang Yiren walked up to him, stretched out his hand gently, and pushed his shoulder.

"Yongning just said a few words about His Majesty, why are you so angry?"

Zhao Hao immediately spread his hands and said, "Aunt, why do you say that? I'm really not angry."

There is no big word.

Jiang Wan'er smiled and said, "Why don't you go back to the room and look in the mirror?"

"Your face is almost stretched to the ground."

Zhao Hao quickly raised his hand and touched it, and asked, "Is it that obvious?"

As he said that, he pulled Jiang Yiren into his arms.

Jiang Yiren hurriedly said: "Hao'er, we are outside, please stop doing this..."

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, then he obediently let go of his hand and let Jiang Yiren stand up.

"Aunt, then... shall we go back to the house now?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiren's pretty face turned red, and then she hummed softly.

As he said that, he walked over, picked up Zhao Zheng from the stroller, and walked towards the house.

Zhao Hao chuckled and hurriedly followed.

These two people are always together when Yongning is not around.

The royal sister loved Zhen'er very much, and Yongning would bring the child to the palace every few days.

This actually created a lot of opportunities for the two of them to be alone together.

It was completely dark.

The rain has stopped and the clouds have cleared.

Jiang Yiren lay on Zhao Hao, breathing heavily.

Zhao Hao placed his big hand on her jade back and stroked it gently.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying this sage moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yiren, who had recovered, suddenly asked, "Hao'er, are you right about Wan'er..."

Zhao Hao was stunned and said, "Wan'er is..."

He was stunned for a moment.

"His Majesty?"

"What happened to your majesty?"

Jiang Yiren asked, "Do you have the same feelings towards Wan'er?"

Zhao Hao suddenly became a little nervous and asked, "Why did Auntie suddenly ask this?"

Jiang Yiren said softly: "Your expression when you were talking to Yongning was all written on your face."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but ask: "What does aunt think?"

Jiang Yiren took a deep breath and said, "It doesn't matter what aunt thinks. It still depends on you."

Zhao Hao patted her plumpness lightly: "Aunt didn't even answer my question directly."

Jiang Yiren pondered for a moment and gently stroked his chest with her delicate hands.

"That depends on whether Hao'er really has this idea."

"If so, then the three women of our Jiang family will probably fall into Hao'er's hands."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile and said, "Aunt, are you so confident in me?"

"You know, that's His Majesty."

Jiang Yiren said: "No matter what your identity is, you are still a woman in the end."

"As a woman, how can she be indifferent to a man like Hao'er?"

Zhao Hao smiled and immediately gave her a deep kiss on the forehead.

"Aunt, you are like a lover who sees beauty in everything. There are so many women in this world who don't like me."

"You and Yongning are the only ones who treat me like a treasure."

Actually, there are a few more, but it’s hard to describe them in this situation.

Brother Ritian does have some emotional intelligence.

For the whole day and night, Zhao Hao spent most of his time in the room with his aunt, the craftsman.

Yongning came back the next night and brought back Jiang Waner's oral instructions.

Order: Zhao Hao will follow the emperor to Shanglin Garden for hunting tomorrow.

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Hao's eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.

I don't want to go. I don't want to go.

And he had to go.

What are you doing?

There is no way, the imperial decree cannot be disobeyed.

The next morning, Zhao Hao set off with the imperial carriage.

Also accompanying him was King Kang.

What Xiao Chuyun said really came true. As expected, none of the civil and military officials came.

There is only one King Kang.

It's just to make up the numbers.

Along the way, Xiao Chuyun rode on the horse and laughed all the time.

The corners of his mouth were stretched so wide that they almost reached his ears.

The more Zhao Hao looked at it, the more speechless he became.

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