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

Mo Chengying never bothered to find someone who looked similar to Qingqing, and he never needed a substitute.

The misrecognition of Feng Yuqing was not due to appearance.

In his heart, Qingqing is the only one who is irreplaceable.

All those who try to use Qingqing to make a fuss should die.

So when he raised his eyes and saw that similar face, Mo Chengying felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart. When he heard the word "Qin Qin", he became even more convinced that this person was here specifically to cause trouble.

She was full of depression and had nowhere to go, yet someone came to her door. How could Mo Chengying let her go?

Mo Chengying raised his hands to take care of his clothes. A very faint fragrance entered his nose. He looked at the place touched by Qin Qin and raised his eyebrows tightly: it was dirty.

After changing into another set of clothes, before going out, he specially told Sui'an to mince the clothes and burn them to ashes overnight.

?Dungeon.

The dungeon of the inner court was cold and damp, and the flame of the oil lamp flickered occasionally.

Mo Chengying was sitting sideways on the chair, with his elbows on the backrest and his legs crossed. He was obviously expressionless, but it made people feel sinister and cruel.

The barbed whip dipped in salt water fell on Qin Qin, and the gray prison uniform he had just put on had changed color.

She lowered her head, blood dripping from her mouth to the ground. She didn't even have the strength to cough deeply, but she still said vaguely:

"Thief, if you can, beat me to death, otherwise you won't get a single word out of my mouth..."

Mo Chengying was unmoved.

Poshan saw that she was a female after all and couldn't bear the whipping, so he reminded her, "My lord, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it if I beat her again. Do you want to interrogate her now?"

"Interrogation?"

Mo Chengying closed his eyes slightly and said expressionlessly: "What is the interrogation for?"

What to interrogate?

Who is she, who ordered her to come, and what is the conspiracy behind it?

Don’t you have to go through a trial to find out?

Po Shan Cuo was stunned: If the truth behind it is not revealed, what is the point of the prince personally interrogating him by name?

But sometimes, the truth is not that important.

Especially the assassination of Qin Qin.

What he should know, he already knew before.

No matter who sent her tonight, it would only be Hu Yanyu's.

Mo Chengying said quietly: "She is a spy placed by Xirong in my Daxia harem. She has been dormant. This time Hu Yanyu came to the capital to find an opportunity to give her poison and let her wait for the opportunity. Today Hu Yanyu sent someone to deliver a letter. It is said that the king and the princess are not on good terms, so he can take advantage of the fact that the king is depressed, drink wine and drug him, give birth to a son and rise to the throne. By then, his empire in Daxia and my princess will all belong to him."

"Am I right? Miss Qin."

Poshan's admiration for Mo Chengying reached its peak: He is indeed his prince, with his clever calculations, he can't hide anything from him!

Qin Qin sneered, "The regent is really good at making up stories."

"As long as Miss Qin admits it, this is not a story, but a fact."

Poshan: "..." I thought it was true.

Qin Qin really didn't expect the regent to be so shameless. What's even more outrageous is that the lies he made up casually were almost completely different from the facts.

She looked around and asked him, "Is it possible that the majestic Prince Regent wants to surrender?"

"I never do useless things. Now that I have made up the story, I naturally want you to admit it."

The soap boots made a subtle clicking sound as they landed on the ground. Mo Chengying said with great interest: "Think about it carefully, why did Hu Yanyu order you to instigate a relationship between the king and the princess?"

Poshan seemed to understand the purpose of his own prince's personal interrogation.

"I don't know Hu Yanyu."

"He asked you to poison the tea..."

Qin Qin said proudly: "There is no poison in the tea, you have no proof."

"It's man-made."

He had already surrendered, so why did he still spend so much time looking for evidence?

Mo Chengying ordered: "Broshan, find some albizia medicine and put it into the tea cup."

"The tea cup must have her fingerprints on it, be careful not to destroy it."

He would have to show it to Qingqing later.

Not only the drugged tea, but also the poisoned darts and scattered clothes, he wanted to show Qingqing.

We have all the witnesses, physical evidence, and confessions, what else is needed?

There is no sound, and the mind cannot open up.

"Pour a bowl of ginseng soup and continue whipping."

The dungeon chief gave two confessions overnight, and Mo Chengying was not satisfied after reading them.

He touched his chin and thought: My Qingqing's little brain is the most flexible. It is full of loopholes. If Qingqing sees it, she will think that she is deliberately setting the blame on her twin brother.

When the time comes, it will be self-defeating. Isn’t it just making wedding clothes for others?

The dungeon only had a small window the size of a palm. When the sunlight could shine in, it was already bright outside.

Mo Chengying felt that things went too smoothly last night, and was considering whether to get injured so that he could meet Qingqing later, win some pity from her, and send word outside.

It was said that Xia An was here.

"Why is she here?" Mo Chengying was startled, "But something happened to the house again?"

"It's because... the cakes are dirty." Monk Poshan was also confused, "I'm really stupid, I don't know what you mean?"

Is the pastry dirty?

Is the pastry worth a trip to Cheyenne if it's dirty?

Don't do the same thing as last time and attack both sides at the same time.

He shouldn't have been careless last night. Mo Chengying immediately walked out as if he was impatient, "Where is he?"

"Just outside the dungeon."

After Mo Chengying came out of the dungeon, Xia An knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, go back and see the princess."

"What's wrong with the princess?"

Xia An nodded frantically, "No! It's very bad! The princess didn't sleep last night. Today she is in a daze, as if her soul has been taken away. She even insists on eating snacks after they fall on the ground. Ladu I can’t hold it back.”

"!!!"

Mo Chengying was so frightened that he felt out of his body, "Wasn't it fine yesterday? Why did it suddenly happen? Should I call the doctor?"

"The princess refused to look. She sat alone and was lost in thought. She kept mumbling something."

"Broken Mountain! Prepare your horses!"

Mo Chengying's heart was in a state of trembling. Hu Yanyu must have told her a lot of things with added jealousy, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

Who else can accept it?

As he walked out, he asked, "Do you know what the princess is saying?"

Xia An replied: "Why can't she take it if it's dirty? She doesn't want the pastry to fall off, she just wants that piece."

Don’t you want the cake to fall?

Qingqing, could it be...

Mo Chengying's mentality almost collapsed, and he began to blame himself for not insisting on staying last night: I deserve to die, how could I leave?

He rode through the streets and returned home quickly.

He went straight to Qiwu Courtyard and saw her learning the rules. Although she was a little absent-minded, it was not what Xia An said.

Feeling suspicious, he summoned Lu Cai again and asked him carefully. Qing Shuang followed him and specifically added about Bu Yao early in the morning.

Mo Chengying thought about it and suddenly understood.

Pastries are not pastries.

Someone is jealous.

"fool."

Mo Chengying looked at Shen Yangui's back and smiled foolishly.

Qingshuang saw this: It's over, another fool.

Fang Shangyi raised his eyes and saw the regent, and immediately knelt down and saluted, "See you, Your Majesty."

Shen Yangui opened his eyes when he heard this: Oops, the cakes are back.

She wanted to hide inexplicably, but her steps didn't follow her orders. She stepped on the corner of her skirt and her body tilted. Mo Chengying's quick eyes and quick hands pulled her into his arms.

"Please be careful!"

Shen Yangui felt as if he was on fire and hurriedly drew back his hands, "The prince is back."

Mo Chengying looked at his empty hand, and at the way she avoided the savage beasts, but she felt infinite joy in her heart:

My Qingqing is so lovable.

He didn't force it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down, I have something important to tell you."

When Shen Yan came back and saw that his face was serious and serious, he couldn't refuse, so he went around to the south and sat down.

Mo Chengying lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head and suppressed his smile. He also walked around and sat next to her.

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"May we get rid of the old and give birth to new ideas, and usher in a new year with each passing day." Today, New Year's Eve, I wish you all happiness, health, wealth and peace.

Happy New Year's Eve!