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

Mo Chengying came walking on the snow, his sound was like a loud bell, as if it could break through all obstacles, it was strong and powerful.

To be precise, it should crush everything.

Shen Yangui's voice was completely different. There was fear in his guilt, as if he was being caught in bed.

She stretched out her hand and then pulled it back, panicking and feeling helpless.

"Your Majesty? Why...why are you here?"

From the tone to the expression, everything is just right.

Hu Yanyu couldn't imagine what kind of life the regent Princess was leading secretly.

He felt heartbroken, took a step forward, put Shen Yan behind him, stood side by side with Mo Chengying, and whispered:

"Your Majesty is late, I have already said all that needs to be said."

Mo Chengying felt as if he had been struck by lightning, but after all, he had killed more people than anyone else, and his expression did not change at all.

Hu Yanyuyuan also suspected that Mo Chengying was reborn, but now he was a little unsure. He continued to test:

"The prince speaks so harshly, it seems he feels guilty."

Shen Yangui took a step forward, knelt down and saluted, "I didn't know that the prince was coming. I hope you will forgive me."

Prince?

Concubine?

Okay, just for half a day, I am the prince.

Mo Chengying looked at the two of them. You block it for me, and I block it for you. Just now, Hu Yanyu seemed to be trying to hold Qingqing's hand.

What two loving people they are.

The husband I am marrying as a matchmaker is actually like the stick used to beat mandarin ducks, which is really ridiculous.

Mo Chengying couldn't see Shen Yangui's blinking eyelids that were about to cramp. He stepped forward and pulled her up, gritting his teeth and said:

"What are you doing? Will I eat you?"

Shen Yangui looked at this tacit cooperation, worthy of being the regent, and said: "The prince has just arrived, has he not eaten yet? Qingshuang, take the prince to the banquet room."

His arrival is like the icing on the cake, Hu Yanyu will surely believe that he will not have a good life in the palace.

After Mo Chengying left, he was alone with Hu Yanyu, and he could probably get the words out of him by sighing casually.

"Yes, very hungry."

Mo Chengying pulled Shen Yan back to leave.

Hu Yanyu intervened to stop him: "If the regent has something to do, he can come to me. Why should he bully my sister?"

What he said was mysterious. He was obviously not bullying, but after he said this, he actually confirmed the bullying.

"We, Daxia, are a country of etiquette, not a barbaric land where fathers and wives succeed each other, brothers marry after their brothers die, and disregard human ethics. She is my wife."

Mo Chengying held Shen Yangui's hand tightly and warned: "If the envoy does not abide by my Daxia etiquette and seeks trouble, I am afraid that the fallen leaves will not be able to return to their roots!"

A smile appeared on Hu Yanyu's white jade face, and he said calmly:

"The lesson from the regent is that the barbarians of Xirong don't know etiquette. When they get married, the groom has to ride a horse to pick them up in person. Unlike Daxia, you don't even need to worship heaven and earth before you can be called husband and wife."

Any ordinary citizen in Daxia can easily refute this.

Partial ink and shadow cannot be done.

Hu Yanyu handed the red lantern to Shen Yangui with both hands, "Sister, the regent loves you so much, I guess when the sedan chair came, the prince personally took you out of the sedan chair and went in to worship through the main entrance, right?"

He regretted: "Sister must look beautiful in her wedding dress, but it's a pity that I came late and couldn't see it with my own eyes."

The knife pierced towards a certain place. Mo Chengying looked at the red color of the lantern and was speechless.

He reached out and stroked Shen Yangui's forehead, brushed the lantern away inadvertently, and said affectionately: "My princess is so stunningly beautiful that no matter what she wears, she is absolutely stunning in the world."

Mo Chengying placed a kiss on her forehead just in time, "It's getting late, madam, do you want to go back with me?"

The opportunity must not be missed, the time will never come again, if you leave at this time, wouldn't Shen Yangui arrange today's event in vain?

She opened her mouth and was about to tactfully remind Mo Chengying to leave first, when Mo Chengying kissed her lips lightly.

"How much wine did you drink today?" Are you so brave?

"Don't even call me husband?" Don't you want to go home?

When Shen Yangui wanted to speak again, Mo Chengying lifted her chin. He was so annoyed that he simply kissed Hu Yanyu in front of her face.

Lips touching.

The teeth gnashed lightly, coaxing him step by step.

He rolled the clove into his mouth as if there was no one else around, and the faint scent of osmanthus wine came with him.

Shen Yangui also didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would be forced to kiss by his husband in front of another man.

She was so embarrassed that she tried to push him away to no avail, so she simply shut her mouth in protest.

He thought she was rejecting him because of others, so he put his hand into his cloak and pinched her secretly.

The strength is not heavy, just the right position to make her lose strength.

Shen Yan returned with a scream, and Mo Chengying took the opportunity to invade the city.

If Hu Yanyu had sense, he would have left at this time, but his feet seemed to be frozen by the snow and he just stood there.

He was not jealous, but instead pitied Shen Yangui more and more.

Daxia values ​​etiquette, and women value honor and integrity. Mo Chengying is so ignorant of etiquette that he treats her like this in front of others.

In order to declare his sovereignty and for his ridiculous face, he showed no respect to Qingqing.

How can such a man be entrusted with life?

Mo Chengying kissed her deeply, like a broken bamboo and a strong wind blowing to the ground. The hand pressing the back of Shen Yangui's head could not use any force.

Just when Shen Yangui thought she was going to explain here today, Mo Chengying released her and said in a low voice:

"Do you want to go home?"

It was probably due to suffocation that amplified the drunkenness. Shen Yangui's cheeks were flushed, but his mind was blank.

She leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

Satisfied, Mo Chengying picked up Shen Yangui and stepped on the red lantern. He gave Hu Yanyu a provocative look and strode away.

The sound of crunching in the snow became more and more distant.

The Prince Regent's carriage stopped on the main road, and Hu Yanyu watched as Mo Chengying returned to the carriage with Shen Yan in his arms.

The shuo wind blew up three thousand snows, and the Huyan jade stood there like a stone sculpture, letting its clothes fly.

Xu Ti Pu Yi approached silently and said cautiously: "Sir, it's windy here. The Crown Prince is waiting for you on the porch, shall we go?"

Hu Yanyu stared at the carriage and said:

"Pu Yi, tell me, what are they doing now?"

Poshan and Qingshuang stood beside the carriage. The carriage shook untimely, accompanied by the harsh sound of broken porcelain.

Xuti Pu Yi glanced at it and hummed: "How can a person like him have the nerve to show courtesy? None of my big or big Rong horses are in heat anytime and anywhere like him."

"There used to be a rumor in the Daxia Palace that the regent was inhumane. A few days ago, Shangyi Bureau waited in the Assistant Palace for more than an hour. Do you think he was forcing Qingqing to act with him?"

Xuti Puyi opened his mouth, "I don't know."

"He has ruined Qingqing's life, how can he still have the nerve to stand with Qingqing?"

The red lantern at his feet was stepped on, making a sound of "push, break, break", and was about to be blown up by the wind. Hu Yanyu raised his foot and stepped on it, and it was no longer able to turn over.

The peach charms were unable to roll, and two poems were engraved on them:

"Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Gui Tang."

In the carriage, Mo Chengying sat upright, watching Shen Yangui running from here to there. She stopped after Poshan reminded her in a low voice that the person had already left.

As soon as they stopped, they both spoke at the same time:

"He really came prepared."

"What did he say to you?"