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

Shen Yangui held Qing Shuang's arm and strode forward.

Walking around the front yard, there is a worship hall inside, with sheng and drums playing, and it is very lively.

The vocal music gradually faded away, and Shen Yangui was led all the way to Xuelu.

It has been snowing heavily these past few days, and the road is covered with ankle-deep snow. The palace wedding is so busy inside and outside, and the place is completely white, but no one has ever set foot.

As you can imagine, this is such a remote corner.

The winter sky quickly darkens.

She sat on the bed, staring at her embroidered shoes that were soaked by the snow. The room was cold and the soles of her feet were cold.

The excitement of changing cups and cups in the front yard could not be conveyed, but suddenly there was an explosion in the night sky.

"Boom - bang", there are fireworks blooming.

"Come on, let's go and watch the fireworks outside. There is an unloved princess that even the prince can't remember. We don't have to serve her anymore."

The palace maid went out.

Shen Yangui reached out and lifted the hijab.

She looked around and saw that the house was much larger than the one she lived in in the Shen family. However, except for the two palm-sized happy words posted on the front door and a symbolic plate of happy fruits on the table, there was no wedding atmosphere in the whole room.

Apart from her, there were three maids who came from the General's Mansion as dowries in the room.

Qingshuang whispered: "Miss, why did you lift the hijab by yourself? This is unlucky."

She wanted to put the hijab back on Shen Yangui.

"What's so unlucky? She's just a substitute bride. There are more than ten rooms for concubines in the prince's backyard. Today, he also married his sweetheart into the house. Who has time to deal with you?"

Zi Lu is not like a maid, but more like a master. She is sitting at the round table, eating fruits and melon seeds.

Qingshuang argued, "What kind of substitute marriage? Our lady was married in the name of the eldest lady, not the little lady."

"Young lady?" Zi Lu rolled her eyes, "You really think of yourself as a human being."

Ziwu rubbed her hands and walked in, wrapping her hands around a candle to keep warm and said:

"It's snowing outside, and there's not even a charcoal basin in the house. We've been on the job for so long, how can we ever suffer such injustice? It's really unlucky. Why do we get this job?"

"Who says it's not?" Zi Lu poured her a glass of wine, "This wine is good, drink it to warm yourself up."

Qingshuang intended to argue a few words, but was stopped by Shen Yangui.

What can you gain by using your tongue for a while?

Zi Lu and Zi Wu were specially arranged by the general's wife to monitor him.

Offending them now will only make things worse and more painful in the future. If they become more jealous and complain to the General's Mansion, their mother and sister will suffer again.

Shen Yangui took Qingshuang's hand and leaned against her gently. She listened to the fireworks and looked at the twinkling lights on the window.

Colorful.

The bride took advantage of others and finally got a glimpse of the excitement of her wedding.

Zi Lu took a sip of wine and reminded: "Just be content. If you can prevent our young lady from being tortured to death by the regent, that is your blessing. Otherwise, with your status, you can still be the princess?"

Tortured to death?

Does your father think so too?

Before he got into the sedan chair, he stuffed himself with a bottle of poison and said that if he was lucky enough not to be killed by the regent, he would find an opportunity to poison the regent.

The living daughter of the Shen family became a corpse so that he could express his love in front of the palace. The emperor took the opportunity to reduce the power of the regent.

This was the idea of ​​the young boy from Jinluan Palace.

It's a pity that my father, at his age and with an empty mind, actually thought it was feasible.

He never thought about it. With the power of the regent, he could destroy the entire Xuanwu General's Mansion overnight, so what?

Does the little emperor dare to fart?

Shen Yangui watched coldly, maybe the little emperor would be so frightened that he would hide in his mother's arms to nurse.

If you die, your death will be in vain.

There was a sound of greetings coming from the courtyard.

Everyone in the room was a little puzzled.

There was a "bang" sound.

The door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

Shen Yangui was startled. She could recognize it was the groom and the regent from the color of his clothes, and the next moment she was tightly restrained.

He almost pounced.

Due to inertia, she was pressed onto the bed.

Just when Shen Yangui wanted to call him "Prince", he opened his mouth, and the huge smell of alcohol came straight from his mouth to Tianling Gai.

It was like a hurricane coming, with overwhelming force.

She was like a canoe that strayed into the sea, unable to resist the huge waves.

His mind went blank, and Shen Yangui was dumbfounded.

After a while, she came back to her senses. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the person who couldn't see clearly because he was too close. She was crying for help in her heart, and all she could say out of her mouth was humming.

"Qingqing, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please, don't leave me."

The regent said something vaguely, and Shen Yangui could not hear a word. She only felt that his hands were like iron chains, locking her tighter and tighter.

She felt like she was going to die, so she instinctively asked for help while he was talking.

"Qingshuang, save me."

Qingshuang was also frightened by this sudden change. When she heard the young lady calling for help, she didn't know where she got the courage to pull the regent's clothes and drag him under the bed.

Zi Lu and Zi Wu also reacted. They wished Shen Yangui would be tortured, pulling Qing Shuang from left to right.

"You're crazy! This is the regent, let go!"

Po Shan, the guard of the Prince Regent's Palace who followed closely, looked at this chaotic situation and was a little at a loss.

Not long ago, his prince drank too much and threw his head on the table. Then he suddenly sat up, looked at the scene around him, and asked inexplicably:

"What is this doing?"

He replied, "Your Majesty is very happy today."

"Overjoyed? Isn't there an assassin?" The prince looked around the lively surroundings, his eyes dull, and he finally saw the person in front of him clearly, "Poshan? How come you are still alive?"

These words frightened Poshan to the point where he almost wet his pants, and he quickly knelt down.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, what have you done wrong? Please spare your life."

The regent turned a deaf ear, as if he had just arrived, stumbling around and looking around in the hall, then walked to the courtyard and stood in the snow for a long time, muttering something like "God has eyes" and "do it again". nonsense.

Crying and laughing, as if possessed by evil spirits.

Suddenly he turned around and asked, "Is the princess in the snow lu?"

Before he could say "yes", the prince stepped on the hot wheel, and the sound was gone.

Poshan hurriedly chased after him.

If in normal times, someone dared to offend the prince like this, Po Shan would immediately order someone to drag him down, greet twenty big boards first, and then ask why.

However, the regent was acting abnormally today, and Poshan could not guess his intention, so he only asked people to pull the three maids away.

When Shen Yangui saw Qing Shuang being dragged away, he was so anxious that he pushed the regent away with his hands and feet.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."

She was thrown into the sedan chair temporarily, and before she had time to learn the rules, she only thought about her mother's usual appearance, kneeling in front of the regent.

"Sir..."

The regent stretched out his hand to help her stand up, but saw her shivering back.

Whether it was fear or lack of oxygen for too long, Shen Yangui gasped a little loudly and his hands on the floor tiles shook a little.

The trembling branches are flickering with candlelight.

"I don't understand the rules. It has nothing to do with my maid. Please don't punish her."

Qingshuang also knelt down, "It's my slave's fault, it has nothing to do with the lady."