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

No matter if there is something extra, the captain of the guard will come running from the front.

A problem must have been discovered.

Shen Yan returned and wanted to stand up, but Mo Chengying didn't let go, raised his feet to press her legs, and asked: "What is it?"

"A ball of paper with caution written on it..."

The captain of the guard hesitated, as if unable to speak.

Mo Chengying couldn't help but frown: Where did everyone learn to hesitate?

"Say!"

"The prince has an old sweetheart."

Shen Yangui cast a sidelong glance, and Mo Chengying immediately scolded: "How presumptuous!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me." The captain of the guard immediately knelt down, "It's not a humble position... It's, it's what is written on the paper."

"What kind of paper ball? Let me take a look at it."

Shen Yangui was curious, but Mo Chengying didn't want to get into trouble.

"Now that the epidemic is spreading so quickly, how dare you bring any mess into the inner courtyard? Throw it out!"

The elder of the guard said honestly: "I am worried about someone poisoning me, so I specially smoked the medicine before bringing it."

Qingshuang immediately took the paper ball into the screen.

"Your Majesty, it's really good to hide it. I still have a sweetheart in Jizhou."

Which pot is not opened and which pot should I lift?

If you tell yourself to be emotional later, you will cry.

Mo Chengying gouged out Qingshuang and said unceremoniously: "Slap!"

Qingshuang immediately knelt down and said, "Princess, I didn't mean this. Please save me."

The captain of the guard speculated: "You are stupid because of your humble position. Maybe the prince accidentally touched a certain woman when he was busy outside some time ago, and was seen by someone interested. He did this deliberately to provoke a fight between the prince and the princess."

Shen Yangui took the ball of paper and took a look at it. What was written on it was indeed what the captain of the guard said.

Asked: "If you think it's just a provocation, why did you go out of your way to bring it out?"

There must be other special features.

"Going back to the princess, those children were noisy and throwing around during the game. They threw a lot of paper balls and persimmons in, making the courtyard wall dirty. When I ordered people to clean it, I found that there were words written on it, such as ' "The prince has someone outside", "The prince has a sweetheart" and so on.

Even though they were separated by a screen, the captain of the guard could still feel the murderous aura of the regent, and did not dare to continue to give examples. "The contents of this group are similar, but the paper is special, and I don't dare to neglect my humble duty, so..."

It is tribute rice paper.

There are not many mansions in the capital that can be used, let alone people from Kishu.

Persimmons, children, tributes...

Shen Yangui: "You guys go out first."

Qingshuang went out and looked at each other with the captain of the guard: The prince is in trouble.

Shen Yangui's eyebrows were filled with sorrow and he spoke slowly: "You..."

Mo Chengying interrupted Shen Yangui forcefully, "I didn't!"

"I was thinking..."

"Don't think wildly!"

Mo Chengying was afraid that he would be misunderstood.

"My good husband." Shen Yan returned to his thoughts and couldn't laugh or cry. She hugged him and kissed him, "Stop being petty. I trust you and don't trust you."

She handed the crumpled paper to Mo Chengying's hand.

"My eyesight is poor and I can't tell the difference clearly. Please help me take a closer look."

Mo Chengying listened carefully and took a closer look: the handwriting was sloppy and the writing force was weak. Looking at the shape of the characters, it should be written by a woman...

"Golden Flower Rib?"

Among the many tribute papers, Yuye paper, Luhuangxuan paper, and Chengxintang paper are all the best among paper products. Because of their long production time, complicated processes, and hard-to-get money, the little emperor has never used them in his life. All tributes are in the palace.

Mo Chengying all graffitied and practiced calligraphy for Shen Yangui.

This golden flower rib pattern is also a treasure in paper. Mo Chengying will use it as a reward, and it is also accessible to other people in the palace.

Such a precious thing, even if it is as big as a palm, I am reluctant to use it, so how can I be willing to throw it away?

So the paper itself is conveying information.

Tribute paper, old friend... Mo Chengying looked at Shen Yangui, "Is the person who sent the letter Feng Wanyan?"

Shen Yangui thought the same way, "I remember going to her house that day, and there was indeed a persimmon tree in her yard. Food is hard to come by these days, and even children are reluctant to throw the persimmons around."

"You mean, she did it on purpose?"

Shen Yangui nodded.

The content on this paper was written very carefully. Even if it was accidentally left somewhere else, others would only think it was someone who was against the Regent and secretly spreading rumors about the Regent.

It's just that the other papers are all about new love and good health, but the golden flower ribbed paper is about old love.

It's a pun.

Mo Chengying suddenly realized, "Feng Juqing is in Jizhou!"

To be precise, it is in Yin County.

Feng Wanyan must have discovered Feng Yuqing, but her whereabouts were discovered by the other party and it was inconvenient to show up, so she thought of this method to inform the regent and his wife.

"I don't understand. Baiyuan is not far from here. She can just come here."

Baiyuan is Feng Yuqing's courtyard. Shen Yangui thought that Feng Yuqing, who was alone in the first city, was just an ordinary woman. Why was Feng Wanyan so scared that she dared not go out?

"She has secret guards." Mo Chengying deduced, "Shentu Wuji did those shameful things. The officers and bandits sent were organized, disciplined, and very skilled. Feng Yuqing's guards were defeated, so she ended up living in Baihua Tower. , and was later rescued by you."

"So, she should be joining the secret guards behind... Feng Wanyan is in danger!"

Mo Chengying immediately sent someone to Baiyuan and ordered Feng Wanyan to be brought.

The captain of the guard moved quickly, but there was someone faster than him.

Baiyuan was closed.

The captain of the guard reported back, "Wen Zhizhou is treating the patient in the garden. He said that Miss Feng was infected with the plague again and is now unconscious."

Even if she was awake, it would be impossible to call her over.

I'm afraid there's no point in calling him over.

Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying were sitting in a small mountain pavilion. The tea was steaming on the stove. Mo Chengying poured a glass of water for Shen Yangui.

"She is involved in the affairs of Pingwu City, and she is also involved in Xianfa City." This is not a law-abiding person. "Perhaps she was the one causing trouble when the people in East Street were in trouble."

She has always been good at demagogueing and controlling public opinion.

Shen Yan returned and put tea leaves in Mo Chengying's cup, "She only wants to get a high position, so she must be still thinking of ways to deal with you."

"It's a pity that Feng Wanyan, this idiot, alerted the enemy."

Mo Chengying poured water into his cup.

Shen Yangui watched the tea leaves floating, "She also means well."

With good intentions and his whereabouts exposed, Feng Yuqing must have hidden deeper now.

Feng Juqing must have had her heart set on not wanting to return to Beijing, and Mo Chengying also hoped that Jizhou would be her burial place.

But the enemy is hidden and we are clear, and Feng Juqing is cunning and clever. Is there any way to lure the snake out of its hole?

The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus floated in the wind. It was fragrant. Shen Yan got up and saw Qingshuang staring intently into the garden.

"What are they doing?"

"Pick osmanthus flowers."

Song Sanniang asked Poshan for help and was picking osmanthus with her maid.

The osmanthus tree trembled and the flowers fell like rain. Poshan stood under the tree and asked: "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough! We have shaken two trees and so many osmanthus flowers. We can use them to brew osmanthus nectar and make osmanthus sugar. After drying them, we can make wine and tea. That's enough."

Song Sanniang reached out and brushed the petals on Poshan's shoulder, "Thank you, Master Poshan."

Poshan scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed, "My help is not in vain. I will ask you to make me another osmanthus candy when the time comes."

Qingshuang snorted, "I don't know how to behave."

Shen Yangui looked at her sideways, "You seem to dislike Song Sanniang very much?"

"This slave is scolding Poshan."

Shen Yangui shook his head and repeated, "You hate her."

"She wants to seduce the prince and get between you and the prince. Of course I hate her!"

Jing Ming's identity is here, even if he is really ugly, countless women will flock to him, and Song Sanniang is not the first one.

It seems that as soon as Song Sanniang entered the house, Qingshuang became full of hostility towards her.

Shen Yangui probably understood in her heart, and she nodded, "This Song Sanniang not only wants to seduce the prince, but also has trouble with our Lord Poshan."

Qingshuang blushed, "I don't know this."

"Song Sanniang... is very good, she is an ambitious little girl."

"Princess~" Qingshuang looked at Shen Yangui, "Why are you still speaking for her?"

"Is there anything wrong with striving for your own happy life?" Shen Yangui patted Qing Shuang on the shoulder, "You should learn from her on this."

Song Sanniang was not deliberately courting Mo Chengying because she liked him, but she liked the regent and wanted to marry into the prince's palace to change her life. As for how many concubines and concubines the prince had, she didn't care at all.

Even she knew that her status was low and that the prince would be difficult to reach, so she had some thoughts about Poshan, who was more accessible.

"This slave doesn't want to learn from her."

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Song Sanniang put away the sweet-scented osmanthus. Poshan took the initiative to carry it back for her, which made Qingshuang pouted and snorted.

Before dinner, Qingshuang hurried in from outside, with a hint of joy in her voice.

"Princess, there is indeed something wrong with that Song Sanniang!"