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

It is normal for people with power to have such concerns. How could Mo Chengying not know Qing Qing's thoughts?

"Why do you blame me? Could it be that when you ascend the throne in the future, you still have to wait for me to make a decision?"

In that situation that day, Mo Chengying relied solely on faith to fight against fourteen masters alone. His feet were almost at the gate of hell. If it weren't for Shen Yangui, he would not be able to open his eyes that day.

Even though it has been two days since he woke up, his lips are still pale and his illness is obvious.

"Shen Ting is in power in the court. He has neither vision nor ability, but he is very capable in battle. I am just a little surprised that you are willing to use him regardless of previous suspicions."

Shen Yangui cut off someone else's knife that day with such force that her own hands were split and bled, but she didn't care. The wound healed and cracked in a cycle over the past few days.

When Mo Chengying woke up, just looking at her hands, she knew that she had suffered a lot these days and felt very distressed.

At this moment, he was sitting on the bed, holding a small silver spoon, scooping out the ointment, and helping her apply the medicine and bandage.

"A thousand armies are easy to come by, but a good general is hard to find. You also said that he saved you in the previous life."

Shen Ting has no problem with the righteousness of the people who have been standing in the court all day long and confronting people. Instead of taking advantage of people's danger, they went to the battlefield and were willing to risk their lives to save them.

Shen Yangui thought that Mo Chengying could tolerate his old father for many years because of his ability and not to pursue him.

Hang it up with a petty official for future use.

The Lizhou garrison spread far and wide, and the status of the general was self-evident.

Now it's time for Shen Ting to help.

The wind blew in through the thick shade. Shen Yangui looked at his wrapped hands, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said:

"I also transferred the eldest son of General Qi here. As the infantry battalion major general, he and Chen Tong are both senior generals."

When a crisis comes, most of them will be given new rewards. A centurion like Chen Tong will be given the title of commander at most.

But Shen Yangui meant that he did not intend to lower Chen Tong.

Mo Chengying felt that there was no problem. He concentrated on wrapping the gauze and preached: "Although good generals are hard to find and cannot be dealt with easily, the generals of the garrison are seriously corrupt and cannot be used. There are so many people in charge suddenly missing. Instead of using a large number of new people, It’s better to use Chen Tong.”

He paused and said, "Your Shan Dawang sisters can also be recruited."

Shen Yangui also had this idea, and he had been trying to persuade Sang Niu consciously or unconsciously in the past few days.

"You handled the matter in Lizhou very well, with the demeanor of a wise king, so you are just a sideshow." Mo Chengying tore off the gauze and tied a beautiful bow, "How do you know that there are people in the capital even though we are so far away? Rumors to smear me?”

"Because the girl in purple is Feng Yuqing."

"She is actually Feng Yuqing?"

Mo Chengying never glanced at her and couldn't remember her appearance. He packed up the medicine bottles and said, "You don't seem to have seen her before? Did you meet again after I fell into coma?"

He immediately stopped collecting the medicine bottles and said nervously: "Did she hurt you?!"

"No." Shen Yan returned to sit next to him and leaned into his arms, "Because the only one who can make you let down your guard is me, and the one who can take advantage of this is the person who has been pretending to be me for many years and understands you and me better than you and me. Feng Yuqing."

She apologized: "It's all my fault for not paying attention. I brought this disaster to my side and caused you trouble."

"Silly, if you didn't notice, wouldn't I be blind?" Mo Chengying kissed her hair that had not been tied up, "Then what happens next? How does this connect with Jingzhong and Chen San? "

"Feng Yuqing is a habitual offender!

You told me before that she knew how to use Youyou's mouth to ruin your reputation. When I came back from Meiyuan, I asked Chen San to help me find the person in the city who helped her lie.

This time she asked people to arrest you, just because she wanted you to fight with Shentu Wuji Sandpiper and Clam, and she came to benefit.

I guessed her identity and expected that she would make a big fuss out of this incident to pave the way for her return to the court, so I gave Lin'an directions in the letter. "

"As expected of you, my dear."

Shen Yan returned the compliment and raised his head, his eyebrows full of pride, "That's right."

Mo Chengying kissed her lips, hugged her and lay down, kissing her more closely, and moved his hands from outside to inside her clothes.

Shen Yangui pressed his hand and said, "My body is not healed yet."

"It's just a kiss." Mo Chengying's voice was inexplicably weaker by three points, and he said aggrievedly, "I've been drinking the soup as water these past few days, and my mouth is very bitter. Can't I give it a kiss?"

How could Shen Yangui be able to bear this pitiful little voice?

"Then you can only kiss."

"It doesn't take much effort to rub it twice."

Shen Yangui: "..." This is the truth, but...

"Take off your clothes, it's too hot."

Shen Yangui followed his words as if possessed.

"Oh, my mother-in-law!"

Sang Niu came in, her eyes seemed to have been stabbed by something, she covered her hands with her hands, and kept oopsing, "Can you think of the impact in broad daylight? Eat, drink, drink, change dressings, chew all day long, this shit This place, I really can’t stay there for a day…”

Mo Chengying was also used to being disturbed, so now he didn't even let anyone go and continued to nibble on him.

Shen Yan turned his neck to avoid it, "What are you doing here at this time?"

"You think I'm happy to come see you?"

Sang Niu put the letter on the table and knocked twice, "It was urgently sent from Beijing 800 miles away. Put it here."

Shen Yangui was also worried about Mo Chengying's health, fearing that he would go too far, so he coaxed and lied to get off the bed.

She opened the package on the table, and there were more than just letters and imperial edicts from Lin'an.

There was also a handwritten letter written by Shen Yuanyuan. The characters were carved out with chicken claws and read crookedly:

"Kiss sister, you see the word as the face. May Yuan and my mother be safe, don't miss her."

She had only been in school for a short period of time and did not know many words. She felt like sitting on pins and needles when reading and writing, and could not stop for a moment. This time she actually wrote five pieces of paper, ranging from her daily routine to instructions to her sister.

No sentence mentions missing, every word is full of missing.

Shen Yangui couldn't help but wipe his tears.

It was decided that the soldiers with poisoned tumors would be beheaded in public. People from all over the country spread the news by word of mouth, and everyone rushed over overnight.

Three days later, before dawn, people gathered at the door of the prison.

Vegetable farmers stocked up on rotten vegetable leaves for two days and distributed them to visitors for free.

Chen Tong led the troops to escort the generals in the camp, their hands and feet were tied, and they were paraded in a row.

The common people followed all the way, greeting him with rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs, and followed him step by step towards the execution ground.

Today's execution ground is more lively than the New Year's Day.

There were people selling candied haws, sugar blowers, windmills, straw worms... there was a huge crowd of people, and everyone was cheering.

As the executioner, Shen Ting read the imperial edict in public. At three quarters of noon, the executioner drank wine and dropped his knife.

Although Shentu Wuji's three confidants died early, their bodies did not escape punishment and were whipped in public.

Attentive people discovered that there was no such thing as Shentu Wuji.