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

"Then, what, don't stand in his face and come so close to me, I hate it."

He seemed a little happy when he heard Shen Yangui say that he disliked Mo Chengying, "Don't worry, Qingqing, I'm not that kind of person. Without your nod of agreement, there's absolutely no way I could force you."

The name Qingqing can be shouted after others, but coercion is a matter of past lives.

"Double jade?"

Shen Yangui was a little unsure. The voice didn't sound like he was dying of illness, "Is it you?"

"It's boring."

Shuangyu said that she was bored, turned over and sat down, her voice could not stop being happy.

He said: "I know that no matter what I look like, you will be able to recognize me - if the stingy Prince Regent knew this, I don't know how jealous he would be."

Disguise?

Xirong does not have the art of disguise.

Shen Yangui guessed that his human skin mask was made hastily and no expression could be revealed.

However, it was not life-threatening. Shen Yangui felt relieved. She moved her feet and asked, "Where are my shoes?"

"Sister was so concerned about Mo Chengying that she didn't even bother to put on her shoes and ran out."

Shen Yangui was still not sure whether Shuangyu had discovered that he and Jing Ming were playing tricks on him, so he didn't answer his words and just asked: "Where is this?"

Shuangyu didn't answer directly, "I said I would take my sister away, so naturally I keep my word."

"I'm hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hot roasted rabbit was handed over. Shen Yangui was about to pick it up when he looked up and saw "Broken Mountain", and when his hand touched the rabbit meat, it shivered from the heat.

"Why is Qingqing still as careless as when she was a child?"

Shuangyu took the roasted rabbit, tore off the rabbit meat with a knife, and handed it to Shen Yangui.

Shen Yangui didn't hesitate and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid that I might put medicine on this?"

Afraid, why not?

But what's the use of being afraid?

With his current ability, if he forced the medicine into his mouth, he wouldn't be able to resist at all, so why should he suffer more?

"I believe you."

Shen Yangui seemed to be very hungry. He ate a few mouthfuls. Seeing that the rabbit was no longer hot, he hugged it and ate half of it, and then drank some water.

There was no problem with the food. She picked up a dry stick of wood and sat with him by the fire to talk.

Before the firewood was finished burning, she felt the wind was strong, so she asked Xuti Puyi, who was pretending to be a broken mountain, to sit across from the fire to shield herself from the wind.

The three people were moving around when Shen Yangui waved his hand and sprinkled the powder.

Shuangyu and Xutipu stood up and sat down again.

"Qingqing, you, you actually plotted against me..."

The door of the cave had a natural curtain of rattan grass. Without talking, she took off her jade boots and put them on, stuffed some grass into the shoes, stamped her feet, made sure to follow her feet, and ran away.

Although she didn't know the direction, she climbed straight up after leaving the cave.

Wherever the fire is, there is the camp.

In the cave, shortly after Shen Yangui left, Shuangyu sat up.

"Care leads to chaos, my silly Qingqing, I only said I won't touch you, but I didn't say I won't change the medicine on you."

Shuangyu brushed off the grass clippings and dust on her body and said nonchalantly: "Has she passed?"

"Don't worry, Master, there will be a good show tomorrow morning."

Shuangyu stared at Mo Chengying's face with a proud smile in his eyes, "What's the point of just taking revenge? Falling in love and killing each other is fun. Qingqing, you can't escape."

Xuti Puyi added a handful of dry wood to the fire, and the surrounding area darkened for a moment, and then the fire burst into flames, growing more and more prosperous.

"Found it, found it!"

As dawn broke, Poshan rushed into the tent with a boot and said, "My lord, I have found the princess."

Mo Chengying stood up in excitement, "Where are you?"

Lu'e and Chunyu all stretched their heads over and stared at Poshan intently.

Poshan couldn't bear such great expectations, "I found the princess's shoes."

Mo Chengying took the boots in his hand and compared them with the pair in his arms. Although they were a little dirty, they were indeed a pair.

"Where did you find it?"

As he spoke, he walked out, got out of the tent and mounted his horse, followed closely by Cang Min and his small team.

After entering the forest, the guard took the place where the shoes were dropped as the center of the circle and spread out to search around.

Mo Chengying looked at the surrounding terrain - he had been here the day before yesterday. He took two steps forward and saw something hard under his feet. He moved his feet to take a look.

A gold hairpin.

"It's Qingqing's hairpin."

He abandoned his horse and walked on foot, raking the grass blades on the ground with his long knife. Soon after, he saw something shining in front of him: a gemstone flower.

The direction is right.

Further forward, there is one footwear, another footwear, brocade clothes... Qingqing must be trying to escape.

"Jing Ming, run! There is an ambush in the woods!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Mo Chengying suddenly looked up. A deer jumped over, and behind the tree was Shen Yangui.

She stood barefoot among the dead leaves, her hair was messy and her clothes were torn.

"Qingqing—"

Mo Chengying ran towards her without hesitation, something hooked on his foot, and in an instant, flying arrows shot straight towards him like rain.

He drew his sword to block.

Clinking, clanking, and arrows scattered everywhere.

The crisis has not yet been resolved. Four men in black suddenly jumped out from the dead leaves and stabbed them with long knives.

Mo Chengying fought one against four, and their swords met each other.

The sound of metal is endless.

Immediately afterwards, eight archers fell from the top of the jungle trees, surrounding him, and pointed their arrows at Mo Chengying.

Each bow was equipped with three arrows.

The men in black were all masters, and their swords could kill people. With the heart of dying together, they fought with Mo Chengying and restrained him in place.

Seeing several arrows being fired in unison, he had no chance to escape.

The two long knives drew an arc in the air, and Poshan and Cangmin arrived in time.

The archers were in disarray, hugging trees, falling to the ground, or running away.

The arrows missed their target and turned into a hail of arrows. Mo Chengying narrowly escaped while fighting.

A three-versus-twelve melee, outnumbered.

With Poshan and Cangmin's support, Mo Chengying looked distractedly at Shen Yangui, only to see that she had stolen an arrow from an unknown archer and shot it towards this side, hoping to join the battle.

And someone was aiming at her diagonally.

"Please be careful!"

Mo Chengying threw the life-saving knife in his hand, and the assassin desperately put the knife into his chest.

The oblique arrow missed the direction, and the feathered arrow grazed Shen Yangui's arm and shot out. The arrow in Shen Yangui's hand also lost its accuracy and shot straight towards Mo Chengying.

Mo Chengying, who had just been stabbed, received another arrow, and his whole body was crooked.

Breaking through the mountain and killing an assassin, he shouted "Your Majesty" to block out any sounds in the forest.

He stepped forward to help the person, "My lord, are you okay?"

The surrounding guards trotted towards this side and gathered together. The assassin tried to run away, but Cang Min killed them one by one.

Mo Chengying managed to steady his body and raised his eyes to look at Shen Yangui. She seemed to have been seriously injured, and her whole body was swaying. He ignored himself and flew towards her.

"Qingqing, Qingqing? Don't scare me."

Shen Yan fell back into Mo Chengying's arms and raised her hand to tremble at the arrow on his chest, "I, how could I..."

Mo Chengying was dressed in black clothes, and there was no sign of injury. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his lips had turned white. The situation was obviously not good.

But he was afraid that the arrow would scare his Qingqing, so he broke the arrow with his bare hands, took off his cloak and wrapped her tightly, comforting her:

"Don't be afraid, Qingqing. It's all a superficial injury and it's not a problem."

Mo Chengying picked him up and mounted his horse back to the camp.

A gust of wind passed by, and there was some movement in the forest. The guard looked carefully and only picked up a bow.

That was the position where the cold arrow was fired at Shen Yangui just now.