Doting on your wife to no end: The evil regent is reborn and is too clingy

Shen Yangui smiled slightly, "Mrs. Prince Dingxianghou?"

After spending many days in Meiyuan, the regent was busy with government affairs and was not at home for these two days.

Qingshuang thought that the princess was either reading at home or helping here. She obviously didn't hear anything outside the window, so how could she seem to know everything?

Her eyes widened, "Can Madam really know how to pinch and count?"

"I also know that she was divorced."

"She is no longer the Marquis of Dingxiang." Qingshuang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Her husband's family didn't want her, and her mother's family didn't recognize her. The Queen Mother deposed her as the county head, and she had no face to stay in the capital and went to a temple outside the city. Gone to practice."

"Does she still have the nerve to enter the temple?"

Shen Yangui counted the medicine bags on the table, picking them up and smelling them from time to time.

There is a custom in Beijing to go to the temple to offer incense during Laba.

The noble ladies would go together a day or two in advance, stay overnight in the temple, wait until the Laba Festival to offer morning incense, and then help the temple with porridge, which can be regarded as accumulating good deeds and blessings.

As a result, something happened on the eve of Laba.

The patrolling monks heard something strange coming from the Zen room in the backyard. They thought the temple was being targeted by thieves, so they gathered a large group of people to surround the Zen room.

There were many people who got up early to burn incense and came and went. Everyone didn't know what was going on and stopped one after another.

The monk kicked the door open.

The gangsters didn't notice, but some people were shameless and flirted in front of the Buddha.

Mrs. An Yuanbo recognized at a glance that the person riding the horse and having fun was her husband, An Yuanbo, and she almost fainted.

Even though the sky was dark, the two candles in front of the Buddha were enough for everyone to recognize that the one kneeling with no hair on her face was the wife of the Crown Prince of Dingxiang.

Dingxianghou Mansion and Anyuanbo Mansion were determined to suppress the matter, but they really couldn't stand the onlookers.

In just half a day, the streets and alleys of the capital went crazy.

For the sake of reputation, the two governments came out to explain. First, they said that the two were not familiar with each other and that they had been framed. But when everyone thought of their state.

He still refuses to stop pushing the door open. If this can be regarded as "framing", then what can be regarded as "you love me"?

So the two sides began to pour dirt on each other. Uncle An Yuan said that the wife of the Crown Prince of Dingxianghou Mansion shamelessly drugged her to seduce her, while Madam Prince Dingxiang said that Uncle An Yuan was despicable, obscene, violent and coercive.

Naturally, no one would believe such rhetoric.

But Shen Yangui knew that neither of them was lying.

The wife of the Crown Prince of Dingxiang doted on her young son. The son made a mistake and did not educate him well. Instead, he had evil intentions and instigated the daughter who had not left the court to drug the prince to take revenge on herself.

With such proficiency, it is obviously not his first offense.

Since Shen Yangui likes to give medicine, Shen Yangui will help her, treat others in the same way, and use her medicine to medicine herself.

Uncle An Yuan's dose of medicine was heavier and he did use some brute force on her.

This incident was too big, and Dingxianghou's mansion could not afford to lose this person. Madam Dingxianghou made a prompt decision to let her son divorce his wife, and she was not allowed to enter the mansion on Laba day.

All the lords and ministers have always supported the emperor, and Queen Mother Feng Yuqing had no choice but to come out to show her support at this time. She dismissed the wife of the Crown Prince of Dingxiang from the title of county head, which was a consolation to the Xie family and also saved the royal family's face.

Mrs. Dingxianghou Shizi simply broke the pot and said that her unscrupulous methods had nothing to do with her natal family and were learned from her mother-in-law, Mrs. Dingxianghou Hou.

He also said that the bloodline of Prince Xianghou was not right.

As soon as the half-truth and half-false words came out, the whole Hou family was in chaos.

It is hard to say whether the Dingxianghou Mansion will be able to stand upright among the nobles in the capital in the future. Mrs. Dingxianghou really has no chance of raising her head in this life.

As for An Yuanbo.

The world is far less harsh on men than it is on women. When everyone insulted Mrs. Dingxiang Hou Shizi for being shameless, some people said that An Yuanbo was strong and capable.

After the three most popular days, he gradually became less ashamed and more proud.

But since Shen Yangui chose Uncle An Yuan, he must have deliberately not made it easy for him.

The war on the border was raging, and the military generals were all working hard. Count Anyuan attacked the lord and needed to make a contribution. In two days, he would have to go south with the army.

The Shen and Lin families were related, and Shen Yangui was so kind-hearted that he rarely asked people to "treat him kindly".

Life must be retained. As for the rest, how much can be retained depends on fate.

These were all discussed with Mo Chengying before, so no one needed to tell them, Shen Yangui already knew.

Qingshuang brought her face closer and said mysteriously: "Madam, you don't know, those ladies just said that when the door was kicked open, there were two people on a futon, and the mandarin duck bellyband of Mrs. Dingxiang Hou Shizi was hung around Uncle An Yuan's neck. , What a hearty secret love."

Shen Yangui stretched out his hand to hit her, "You girl, you speak so openly in front of a large public, but if you are listened to carefully, you will never be able to get married in this life."

"It's better if you can't get married." Qingshuang hugged Shen Yangui's arm, "If you can't get married, I can stay with my wife for the rest of my life."

The master and servant were arguing when a voice came from behind:

"Sister Yan'er."

Both the master and the servant turned around, it was Wen Chuanbai.

Qingshuang Fu saluted and excused herself to pour tea, leaving Shen Yangui and Wen Chuanbai talking here.

Because she was in a busy city, with people coming and going around, Shen Yangui covered her face with a veil, so she didn't have to avoid many taboos.

"Brother Chuan Bai, why are you here so early today?"

If in the past she had to bow and salute, now the princess must be used to it and forget about it.

Wen Chuanbai wore a moon-colored round-neck robe with a half-arm fur collar and a placket, and he looked as elegant and gentle as ever.

He didn't see Shen Yan returning to bow, so he felt less alienated and felt more cordial in his heart. He smiled and said:

"Sister Yan'er has a trust, how dare I be late? I came over immediately after the court."

He is not wearing official robes. If he is coming here to go to court, his carriage should be nearby.

The Wen family has been practicing medicine for generations, so they naturally know more about medical history than others. When Shen Yan returned to Meiyuan, she wanted to visit Wen Chuanbai and ask Wen Chuanbai in person.

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that when she came to the porridge shed that day, she met him and immediately mentioned the golden needle.

The two agreed to meet today to resolve their doubts.

Shen Yangui thought that if he came here early, he would have the answer.

Wen Chuanbai didn't say it directly, but asked first: "Why is sister Yan'er suddenly interested in golden needles?"

"I went to the mountains a few days ago and accidentally ate poisonous weeds. I happened to be rescued by a lady with golden needles. After a few injections, I saved my life. But the lady did good deeds without leaving a name. She left when I got better."

Naturally, Shen Yangui would not say that she was his mother, "I see that she has special fingering techniques and unique acupuncture skills. She may be a famous person somewhere. I thought that Brother Chuan Bai was knowledgeable about the past and present, so I asked for advice."

"It was because I was looking for my savior."

"Exactly." Shen Yan returned, "I wonder if Brother Chuan Bai has any clues?"

"I remember when I was young, I heard my father mention that there was a great medical expert in Beijing who was famous for his golden needles. But yesterday I went back and asked my father, but he said that I had remembered it wrong."

Shen Yangui's brows flashed and he murmured again: "Remember wrong?"

"However, I looked through old books and found out that there is a Baili family in Jiufang of Nanchu. There is an expert in his family who is good at saving lives with golden needles. He once saved the king of Nanchu with nine needles. Because of this, the Baili family was given a different surname and became the king of Nanchu. Noble Chu.”

My mother’s needle bag is also the totem of the Nanchu royal family.

The clues unexpectedly matched up. Could it be that my mother is really from Nanchu?

But if he really belonged to the Baili family of Nanchu nobles, why did he escape to Yongzhou incognito?

As Shen Yan returned to thinking, Wen Chuanbai took out a book from his sleeve and handed it over.

"This is the one I found. I hope it can be helpful to you."

"Thank you, Brother Chuanbai."

Shen Yangui took it with both hands and turned a page.

"Sister Yan'er, it's actually not a coincidence that we met a few days ago. I saw a free clinic here. I guessed that if you knew about it, you would come over, so I specially waited here..."

Wen Chuanbai refused the eldest princess's invitation without hesitation, but he came here every day waiting for an uncertain encounter.

It was also in this hopeless loss that he became more and more aware of his own feelings.

Shen Yangui didn't notice Wen Chuanbai's look, nor did he listen to his words carefully. He just said casually: "I had something to do a few days ago, so I couldn't come over."

Wen Chuanbai looked around and his tone became a little awkward:

"Sister Yan'er, I have something to tell you."