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

As the morning light entered the house, Mo Chengying lifted her sweaty forehead.

"You've been tired all night, why don't you take a nap?"

She just couldn't sleep, so she did it all night.

Shen Yangui hugged him tighter and muttered: "Are you tired?"

Mo Chengying hissed, "Madam, are you dissatisfied with your husband's performance last night?"

Shen Yangui raised his feet and landed behind him, putting his knees on his lower back and pulling him closer.

"I used to think I was pretty powerful, but now it seems like I can't make it happen."

This little thing kept her awake all night, and she was a little disappointed with herself.

Shen Yangui looked up at Mo Chengying and sighed, "When can I be like you, calm and at peace with everything?"

Her inadvertent expression of admiration was more beneficial to him than directly praising him.

Mo Chengying shook his head slightly, brushed the tip of his nose against hers, and said:

"That's because you're kind and have expectations for them."

Shen Yangui denied it flatly, "How could I have any expectations for that kind of beast?!"

“You don’t have expectations for them afterwards, but you have expectations for the new teenagers.”

Mo Chengying said calmly: "Everything I have experienced has always made me believe that human nature is inherently evil. It is not surprising to me that they committed such crimes, so I am like this." Calm down.”

"Not all teenagers act like this."

In Shen Yangui's opinion, there are not a few kind-hearted young people with lofty ideals like Yang Qian.

Otherwise, they should kill each other.

"Yes, so my dear, you are destined to be a benevolent monarch and a wise master in the future."

The haze in Shen Yangui's heart was dispelled by Mo Chengying's few words. Her head tilted slightly, her eyelashes brushing his skin like a feather fan.

"Husband, have you broken the honeycomb? Your mouth is so sweet?"

"Beehive? Madam, have you forgotten?" Mo Chengying turned over and deliberately lowered his voice, "This is a mess for my husband."

The word "pistil" was what he said through his ears.

Shen Yangui glared at him.

He was confident, "One night."

"Is that how you do it?"

"That's how it works."

Mo Chengying appeared and gave his own explanation.

"Well, I still have to go to Chunshan Academy."

Things in Kishu are more important. They don't have much time to waste in Pingwu City. They will have to set off in two or three days. Time is tight. Today they need to understand the situation of Chunshan College.

Tomorrow and the next day we will have to find a way to deal with what needs to be dealt with.

Mo Chengying was not in a hurry, "Let's go to Chunshan first, then to the academy. What do you think, my Majesty the Queen?"

The largest inn in Pingwu has a half-pond of lotus flowers in the backyard. The morning breeze blows in through the back window and the fragrant breeze blows through the curtains.

The women were washing clothes in the yard, with the sound of hammers pounding clothes and splashing water, one after another.

Poshan asked the people at the inn to prepare hot water.

The two rough messenger maids were young. After they went out, they gossiped with the people in the courtyard and said, "The distinguished guests outside are just different. They have to take a bath so early in the morning."

"What early in the morning?"

With a "crash", Mrs. Wang lifted her robe out of the water, wrung it out and put it aside. "It's already been three o'clock in the morning, and I can't even sleep until now. There are really no rules at all."

"Speaking of rules, I heard that yesterday when the waiter went to deliver tea, the lady leaned on the young master and relied on him to feed her without moving her hands."

"Ouch, which family doesn't have a wife serving her husband? Why is it the other way around?"

"Really? If this were my daughter-in-law, I would have to serve her with a mallet!"

As she spoke, Granny Zhang hit the mallet twice.

"It seems to me that his conversation doesn't sound like someone from an ordinary wealthy family. Could it be that he eloped from Beijing?"

"Xiangji, this man has always been the scent of wild flowers. There is no way he would treat his wife like this."

Although they were not masked and had no connection, this group of people could easily pour all kinds of dirty water on Shen Yangui, and even used their imagination to add all kinds of unsavory past to her.

Pingwu City is small, and even the slightest movement can easily cause uproar throughout the city.

It is impossible for the Cheng family not to know about the people who moved into the Tianzi Room after entering the city gate.

?Cheng Mansion.

A distinguished guest in purple came to the Cheng family half a month ago. At that time, the Cheng family's son had just beaten to death the five-year-old daughter of the Yang family. It was she who came up with the idea to settle the matter.

Not only that, she also threatened to make the Cheng family the true masters of Pingwu City.

And she did it. The youngest son accidentally killed Yang Qian. She only saw the magistrate alone for half an hour, and the magistrate obeyed her orders.

Now all we have to do is wait for Yang Qian's body to be completely decomposed. When there is no witness testimony, Yang Qian slips and falls from the mountain to complete the iron case.

Mr. Cheng was so grateful and respectful that he treated her as a distinguished guest and carved a separate courtyard for her to live in.

She is Feng Yuqing.

Eyes and ears from all over the city reported yesterday's events to Yuan Cheng, who in turn relayed them one by one to Feng Yuqing.

"You come from the west, want to go south?"

Feng Yuqing suspected that the man and woman were Mo Chengying and his wife, but according to reports from Beijing, the regent had not left the palace.

She thought of Helianjue's words, frowned, and said warily: "But going to Jizhou?"

"No, I'm going to Lingzhou, saying I want to see porcelain."

"Lingzhou?"

"Yes."

The engineer handed over a piece of paper. It was a road guide that had been torn off by the city gate guard. It was then put back together. On it was written clearly where he came from, where he was going, and what he was doing.

It's just a simple guide. If those two people are really the regent and his wife, aren't they just making up?

Feng Yuqing didn't even give her an eye. The maid next to her stretched out her hand to take it.

Cheng Yuanwai continued: "But the people at the inn observed that they didn't look like they came from the west, but looked like they came from the capital."

"Capital?"

"Yes, it seems that a young master from the capital eloped here."

"Sure?"

Engineer Cheng didn't know if he could be sure. He looked confused, hesitated again and again, and finally said it.

"Because he was a stranger and dared to cause trouble, the innkeeper was extra careful after checking in yesterday. Probably because he was afraid of being overheard. He was calm in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night..."

He clicked his tongue several times and said, "A scholar really can't explain it."

Feng Yuqing has seen hypocrites before, but never such a hypocrite.

His eight-bedroom concubine has to sleep in flowers and willows, but there is something he can't say?

There really is nothing more artificial than this kind of scholar.

Cheng Yuanwai took a step forward and whispered: "The sound of chatter is endless until dawn."

Feng Yanqing understood clearly: the old man was envious of his youth and strength all night long.

"I woke up in the morning and asked for water. The maid went to clean it up later. Half the bucket overflowed. I thought the two of them were in the bathtub... Although Pingwu City is small, it is a place of etiquette. The two of them didn't care if a maid came in, but... …oops."

Feng Yuqing was not interested in these sexual affairs, "Is there any other information?"

"The boy next to him is pretty good, but he's clumsy and doesn't look smart."

Not clever?

Na Po Shan was the one who could get things done with just a look without the Prince Regent having to say a word.

The suspicion in Feng Yuqing's heart diminished a little, "There is only one servant, not even a maid?"

"There is only one boy, no maid."

Mo Chengying held the Shen daughter in his mouth for fear of melting, and held it in his hands for fear of falling. There were four little maids behind Lu E who followed orders for fear of not taking good care of her.

If you really have to go out, even if you are visiting privately incognito, it is impossible not to take a maid with you.

Feng Yuqing couldn't be sure since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

When Officer Cheng saw her looking thoughtful outside, he added bitterly, "She was still hiding in the room after dinner and she still hasn't come out. I guess it's not a serious relationship."

"Okay." Those short-sighted things only saw these things. Feng Juqing couldn't hide his disgust, "Tell someone to watch again."

"Yes."

Mr. Cheng left respectfully and took two steps. He remembered that he had forgotten to mention something important, so he turned back.