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

Shen Yangui was taken away.

One goes east and one goes west.

She ran out of the cave and walked in the rain for half the night. Finally, she reached the hunting ground. She heard the noise and came quietly. She saw the person who looked like her behind the tree.

This was obviously arranged by Shuangyu.

The fight was raging over there, Fake Qingqing calmly opened her bow, and the arrow followed Mo Chengying, and Shen Yangui shot at her without hesitation.

The distance between the two people and Mo Chengying was almost the same.

Looking at him, he threw the knife at himself without hesitation, regardless of the assassin in front of him.

"... He is just blind. Every time he faces a choice, it's not you every time. Qingqing, can't you see clearly?"

It was the same cave as last night, with a fire burning in the cave.

Shuangyu continued: "He never loved you. What he loved was the light that redeemed him when he was young. It was that light that he wanted to repay."

"As for whether that beam of light is Feng Yuqing, you, or someone else, it makes no difference to him."

The firelight flashed on Shen Yangui's face. She seemed to be very hurt. She stared at the fire and asked:

"What about you? Are you different from him?"

Comparing him with Mo Chengying seemed to be an insult to him. Shuangyu said in a fierce tone, "How can he compare with me?"

"In my two lifetimes, apart from you, I have never tolerated a woman in my eyes. What about him? In addition to Feng Yuqing, there are countless concubines in the backyard. They came back after rebirth and pretended to dismiss these women. They are so self-righteous and affectionate that it is disgusting!"

The wind came in, the fire flickered, and a person came in from outside the cave.

As soon as she came in, she threw herself into Shuangyu's arms.

Shen Yangui looked up and nodded: his eyes never tolerated the woman next to him, but he did in his arms.

The slap in the face came so quickly.

What a "self-righteous and affectionate" person.

Shuangyu pushed the person away and said in a serious tone: "Why are you here?"

It's the girl who looks exactly like me.

In order to win over the regent, the Queen Mother did not hesitate to change her name to Qingqing and find Liu Qingqing from Yongzhou. While he had been quarreling with Jingming, he hurriedly sent Qin Qin to the Assistant Palace for a sneak attack.

For the sake of "Qing Qing", they took great pains.

Shen Yangui said with great interest: "Who is 'Qing' again this time?"

Fake Qingqing looked at Shen Yangui in front of Shen Yangui's face, with hostility in her eyes, but her tone was extremely brisk.

"I know you, Yu'er's sweetheart, Qingqing."

As soon as she spoke, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Shen Yangui's back. The voice was so similar.

Looks similar too.

Not to mention that it was difficult for Mo Chengying to tell the difference, Shen Yangui felt that even if his own mother came, he might not be able to tell the difference.

The fake Qingqing said proudly: "I know there was Qin Qin before me, and my sister misunderstood me, but my name is not Qingqing, my name is Yan'er, Jiang Yan."

"Yan'er?"

Yan'er? Yan'er?

He also took his mother's surname, Shen Yangui's brows slightly raised, which was really disconcerting.

Jiang Yan said: "Yu'er said that I was a beam of light in his life, so he gave me this name."

"Oh, a light."

Shen Yangui frowned and smiled, then raised his head to look at Shuangyu, "You should call her Qingqing, after all, my name was given to me by my father and mother."

Yan'er seemed a little stunned, "What's your name?"

Shen Yangui turned over the fire with a dead branch, as if watching a play, "Yu'er, you asked her to play me, but you didn't even tell her my name. Don't you think you don't trust her too much?"

In every aspect of Jiang Yan, Shuangyu trained him according to Shen Yangui's standards, so he couldn't be any worse.

As her eyelids opened and closed, she dismissed all the surprise in her brows and said, "Sister, I misunderstood. The reason Yan'er can become that beam of light is all because of her sister."

Before Shen Yangui could speak, Shuangyu corrected her expressionlessly: "How outrageous! Qingqing only has one sister, Yuanyuan."

The corner of Jiang Yan's mouth moved, obviously a little unnatural, but he still said wisely: "Yan'er made a mistake, this is the future... madam, and she is also Yan'er's master."

Shuangyu did not deny it.

There was no need for Shen Yangui to argue with him over a title and remain noncommittal.

Jiang Yan then continued: "Yan'er came here at this time to tell the young master that the food has been fed. The regent was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He only said that he was drunk last night and the emperor's grandson is in charge of today's hunting."

Princess Lin'an was busy training secret guards in the mansion and did not follow her to the paddock.

The young emperor was incompetent and had no descendants. His peers did not dare to come forward. Since the relationship between the emperor and the regent was relatively harmonious, it was reasonable for the emperor and grandson Mo Chengce to take the lead at this time.

When Shen Yangui heard those words, he was seriously injured and fell into coma. He exerted force on his hand and the dead branch broke in his palm.

Not to mention other minor injuries, she saw the knife and arrow with her own eyes, both on his chest.

The location is extremely dangerous.

Shuangyu was very satisfied with Jiang Yan's reaction and nodded for her to continue.

"Right now, the life or death of the regent is uncertain, and the tent is in a hurry. If the young master wants to leave the camp, tomorrow is the best chance."

Shen Yangui felt uncomfortable seeing "himself" being extremely respectful to Shuangyu, and even a little admired.

"Let's go? Everyone in the house knows about my medical skills. If I can't cure this minor injury, wouldn't it make people suspicious?"

"Based on my understanding of Broken Mountain, the regent cannot escape. Let alone you, not even a sparrow in the entire camp can even think of flying out!"

"You want to go back and save him?" Shuangyu looked at Shen Yangui warily, "Do you still have illusions about him?"

"He can't even recognize me, so what illusions can I have about him?" Shen Yangui smiled bitterly and looked around the cave, "Get out of here quickly, I don't want to be a mouse that cannot see the light."

Jiang Yan caught Shuangyu's eyes and offered advice: "Among the four female military guards in Spring, Xia'an, Qiu Sui, and Winter Xi, Xia An and Qiu Sui are very similar to Madam. I will go back and kill one to feed the wolf, and then arrange for Madam to go there."

Xuti Puyi went to the camp to search around today, found someone similar in size to himself, killed him, and made a new face.

"No!"

Those four girls were sincere to him, and Shen Yan was determined not to let them die. "I have never observed their behavior and habits. If I impersonate them rashly, it will be easy to reveal my fault. Then..."

She glanced at Shuangyu and said, "I'm afraid you might be suspicious and think I did it on purpose."

There was a smile in Shuangyu's eyes, "What do you think Qingqing should do?"

Shen Yangui thought for a while and said: "There are two more mountains to the west of this mountain. There are many medicinal herbs in the mountains, so I told her to go collect them and I rescued her."

Shuangyu turned around with her back to Shen Yangui, thought for a long time, and nodded towards Xuti Puyi.

Soon, another secret guard came in from outside the cave, all dressed in black, with only a pair of eyes exposed. He left a black package and left.

Jiang Yan unwrapped the package and took out the bottles and jars. She applied a layer of potion on Shen Yangui's face to add a layer of "face".

It has to be said that their disguise skills are very powerful, but after more than half an hour, Shen Yangui could no longer recognize his original appearance.

He changed his clothes and recombed his hair, making him look like a disciple of a miracle doctor who had lived in the mountains for a long time.