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

Jiang Yan woke up.

She turned sideways and saw Mo Chengying lying next to her. She raised her hand and wanted to put his shoulder affectionately, but she felt sore all over.

The sun flashed by, and some beautiful spring scenes appeared in her mind, and her face turned red instantly.

"woke up?"

As if he had just woken up, Mo Chengying reached out to touch her face. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be a foreign object in his throat. He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed violently.

Jiang Yan sat up hurriedly, "Is the prince okay?"

He said weakly: "You don't know if something is wrong with me? Ahem."

Jiang Yan saw the loose gauze on his chest, which was stained with blood and sweat and turned red, "Your Majesty~~~"

There was a figure at the screen, and Mo Chengying asked, "What's the matter?"

Poshan replied: "In response to your Majesty's request, General Qi and the others will invite you to go horse racing."

Mo Chengying said without hesitation: "I won't go."

Lu E followed closely and reported back, "The concubine and other ladies came to pay their respects to the princess and have been waiting outside for a long time."

"Let them..."

"What do you want them to do? Leave?" Jiang Yan glared at Mo Chengying and said, "I think the weather is good today, so let them wait by the lake."

"Yes, princess."

Lu'e went out and asked someone to prepare toiletries.

Mo Chengying cooperated: "I always understand the general situation like this, and I am not afraid of tiring myself."

"Isn't that for the prince?"

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stood up and felt sore all over her body, as if she had not practiced for a long time and suddenly started training again the next day.

It turns out that having sex is so tiring.

Jiang Yan felt like there was a missing piece in his heart. He sat beside the bed for a moment and saw Shen Yangui sleeping leaning on a shelf. He stretched out his feet and kicked her, "Catecha, wake up."

With half-dried tears and eyelashes stuck together in twos and threes, Shen Yangui took the clothes on the shelf to Jiang Yan and was seen by her.

Jiang Yan glanced at Mo Chengying lying behind him and whispered:

"You cried?"

The wound on that guy's face collapsed last night, and the two tears he shed were nothing.

Shen Yangui lowered his head.

Lu E came in with her maid and helped Jiang Yan wash up. Shen Yangui took the initiative to pick up the handkerchief.

Jiang Yan saw Mo Chengying getting up from the bronze mirror. He curved his lips and deliberately showed off:

"Catechu, the prince's wound is bleeding. Go and change the dressing for the prince."

After hearing the dressing change, Poshan came in with a tray.

Shen Yangui did not move.

Jiang Yan took the handkerchief and came closer and said, "What? Are you disgusted with him?"

She said loudly: "Poshan, give the things to Miss Catcha. She is a medical woman and knows better than you."

Po Shan turned around and said, "Yes, Princess."

He put the tray into Shen Yangui's hand and said, "You're welcome, Miss."

Mo Chengying left the bed, went to the bookcase with his upper body naked.

Shen Yangui glanced at Jiang Yan, looked down at the gauze and medicine, and slowly walked to Mo Chengying.

With her back to Jiang Yan, she didn't have to press the corners of her mouth.

The blood-stained gauze was cut off and thrown aside. Shen Yangui carefully cleaned his wound, applied medicine, and then bandaged it.

The gauze was wrapped once, her hand was wrapped once, and the two of them hugged each other once.

No one spoke, just the meeting of the four eyes was worth a thousand words.

Mo Chengying faced Jiang Yan, with an occasional look of pain on his face. Shen Yan returned with questioning eyes, and he pursed his lips and asked for comfort.

This was naturally unsatisfactory, but he did not give up.

Lu E found that the bronze mirror could see the bodies of the two people, so he moved to the other side and took out a golden phoenix walking wave from the dowry box.

"Princess, can you please wear this to meet all the ladies later?"

Poshan was not stupid, he estimated the angle of view and moved half a step.

After this circle of gauze, it was about to be tied, but Mo Chengying refused to let go.

Soft hugs, soft touches.

He looked at Jiang Yan and kissed Shen Yangui wantonly.

Jiang Yan's intuition was wrong. When she turned around, she saw the broken mountain. She closed her eyelids and leaned over to look over the broken mountain.

Shen Yangui turned his back to this side and couldn't tell what he was doing.

Mo Chengying was sitting sideways on a chair, looking carefree. He held the memorial in one hand, lazily raised his eyelids, and said nonchalantly: "What's wrong?"

"My lord, what do you think of these two hairpins?"

"My Qingqing's beauty is heavenly and fragrant, even Jingchai's common clothes are incomparable to those vulgar and vulgar powders."

Mo Chengying squeezed Shen Yangui's hand and said, "Everything looks good on you."

But he looked at his own maiden with blazing eyes, clearly saying: She looks best without any clothes on.

"Your Majesty knows how to coax me."

Jiang Yan turned around and saw himself in the bronze mirror, with a cute smile on his face, which seemed... so sincere.

The two had breakfast together, and Jiang Yan took Shen Yan back to the lake. Mo Chengying accepted the appointment of Qi Guangming and others to go horse racing.

Po Shan followed the regent, and "Cang Min" naturally guarded the princess.

The ladies accompanied the princess for a walk by the lake. Zheng Jinfu said loudly:

"Did you hear anything last night?"

The eldest princess of Xirong answered the question: "Is there any?"

Jiang Yan blushed and said a little unnaturally: "What's the sound? Why didn't I hear it?"

"that is……"

Zheng Jinfu didn't know how to describe it. Her long tone made everyone hold their breath with her.

He Lianjue's sharp eyes saw the red marks on Jiang Yan's neck. When she saw her walking again, her steps were not as brisk as before. She was holding Lu'e's hand, vaguely trying to borrow strength.

As for Shen Yangui, he would glance across the lake from time to time. He was so preoccupied that his whole body was wilting, like the grass and trees struck by frost, which had lost their vitality.

It can be seen that Jiang Yan made it last night.

Fang Ting pointed out her hand and said, "Sister Jin Fu, look over there. What might you think of?"

There was a metallic sheen in the distance.

Today, the restrictions on the paddock have been lifted, and you can ride and shoot freely, but there is a circle of guards around it, and no one is allowed to go out.

"Yes, yes, it's the sound of soft armor." Zheng Jinfu nodded repeatedly, "I was so sleepy last night that I thought I was back in the military camp."

Jiang Yan didn't know anything about what happened last night. She asked curiously:

"How do you mobilize so many archers?"

Fang Ting explained: "My wife heard from the general that yesterday the prince ordered to be transferred from the nearby military camp. If a suspicious person is found leaping over, there is no need to report it, and he will be shot on the spot."

This was obviously aimed at Helian Jue's secret guards who came and went without a trace.

He Lianjue had a scornful smile on his lips: Is it too late to think about the arrangements now?

The "guard" trotted over, "Princess Qi, the regent and the generals are coming this way."