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

"You said you have never been to the capital."

"In response to the princess, yes." After a pause, Jiang added, "Qiu Ying doesn't go out very often. Even when she goes out, she only goes out in front of her house. She doesn't recognize the regent and the princess, but women often go to get medicine, so they know that. This place was commandeered by the regent, so he naturally recognizes the princess and the prince."

She was explaining why she could call her "Princess Regent" whenever she opened her mouth.

But Shen Yangui did not doubt this, "You have never been to the capital, how can you perform palace etiquette?"

The etiquette in the palace is strict, and the slightest carelessness will be the crime of beheading. After coming out of the palace, even after decades, you will have a subconscious reaction when you see your master.

Jiang was so nervous that she didn't know what to do with her hands. "It's just a coincidence. A common woman doesn't know that this is palace etiquette."

Shen Yangui did not comment on her explanation, "You have never given birth?"

"Yes." She didn't even say "reply to the princess."

"Since you often go out to get medicine, you should know that my medical skills are quite good."

"The princess is humble and has excellent medical skills, which is well-known among the people in the city."

"Then do you know that there is any difference in the pulse of an unmarried woman with no children and a married woman with children?"

"What difference does this...make?"

"Whether you have given birth or not, I can tell by feeling your pulse. Come here and give me your hand."

Jiang became more and more nervous and buried her head lower, "There are many people in the charity shop, all of them are sick. Women of the common people have humble bodies. They dare not approach the princess for fear of being sick."

"It doesn't matter, I can diagnose the pulse with silk thread, Qingshuang——"

Qingshuang was holding the brocade box, and she didn't know how to take the role - the princess had never hung a silk thread to diagnose her pulse, and she didn't ask herself to get a silk thread just now. How could she change the silk thread?

But she still carried the brocade box and headed over there.

Jiang knelt down on her knees, "A commoner's woman is despicable, why does the princess have to confirm it?"

This is considered an admission.

"You are afraid that you are from a humble background and if you recognize the prince, he will be criticized by others, so you deny everything, right?" Shen Yangui speculated.

Jiang didn't speak.

"But have you ever thought that the prince doesn't care about this? He just wants to get to know his mother."

Jiang still didn't speak.

"Don't you want to hear him call you concubine? - Or do you dislike him because you were forced by Emperor Renzong?"

"How could I dislike him?!"

Jiang raised his head suddenly, with two lines of tears on his face, "He is a piece of flesh and blood that fell from my body. I spent so much effort to give birth to him. When he was first born, he was just like a kitten. , I couldn’t even cry, I raised him little by little.

I never wanted to be a concubine. I told the emperor about Ying'er's existence. I just wanted Ying'er to live a better life. As long as he lives a good life, I will be in his palace, working as a rough maid, but I can't see him. Arrive, so what?

As long as he lives well...

I thought that Emperor Renzong would see me as ashamed and would kill me if he knew the truth, but I didn't expect that he would make me a concubine on the surface, but actually relegate me to the cold palace. My life is worse than in the miscellaneous room.

When Emperor Renzong passed away, the palace was in chaos. I found a chamberlain I knew well before and faked my death to leave the palace. He promised that he would help me come back, but... he lied to me. "

Jiang burst into tears as she spoke, beating her chest and regretting her mistakes. She finally recovered and said, "I never thought of abandoning him. If I had known that I would not be able to go back, I would have died, and I would have died here." "In the palace."

"In that case, why do you deny him and make him sad in vain?"

"The princess is of noble birth, how could she know the sadness of a lowly servant like me?

In the palace, there are not only mothers who are more valuable than their children, but also sons who are more valuable than their mothers. I gave birth to him and gave him such a humble background, which is what harmed him. I didn’t raise him or accompany him when he was young, and I treated him like a child like that. The younger one stayed alone in the palace.

An irresponsible mother like me deserves to be pierced by thousands of arrows and quartered by five horses..."

Jiang didn't hesitate to use the most vicious words to curse herself, "I don't deserve to be a mother, I don't even deserve to live. How can I have the face to ask him to call me mother concubine when he is in great power?"

As if she heard it, there was a smile on her face, and she murmured: "Mother concubine...I have always wanted him to call me mother in my dreams..."

He shook his head and repeated: "But I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it..."

After a long time, Mrs. Jiang wiped the tears from her face and knelt down to Shen Yangui, "Please, Princess, be considerate of the poor woman's pity for her son, and don't tell Ying'er the truth, or let him think that I died of illness that year, don't let him Embarrassed."

"How do you explain the green jade ring? Do you want the prince to accuse Qiu Ying of stealing the royal treasure?"

"No." Jiang took two steps forward and knelt down. "If I hadn't been with Qiu Ying all these years, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to survive. Can't I just treat it as something I picked up?"

Shen Yangui said nothing.

Jiang looked towards the door, but Mo Chengying left at this moment. She looked disappointed and said with some dejection, "Maybe Ying'er doesn't want to recognize me."

A shadow passed through the courtyard wall and through the window, and Mo Chengying went back alone.

The matters between mother and son must be resolved by themselves, and Shen Yangui can only do so.

Shen Yan ordered people to take care of Jiang and treat him with great courtesy.

The wind started blowing in the garden, and the withered yellow leaves swirled and fell into the lotus pond, and the pond was full of dead lotuses falling down wantonly.

Mo Chengying stood at the Jiuqu Corridor Pavilion halfway.

Shen Yangui looked at his back, stepped forward and stood side by side with him, without speaking.

It took him a long time to react, "Huh? Are you here?" He held her hand and said, "Go back."

"Did you hear everything?"

Shen Yangui intertwined his fingers and used some strength in his hands to pull him to sit down together.

"Yeah." I heard them all.

"Can you confirm?"

"Ah."

Jade pendants, names, palace affairs, these are not things that ordinary civilian women have the ability to know.

"Don't you plan to meet each other now?"

"When there is no confirmation, I want to confirm it. I have confirmed it..." Mo Chengying paused, "After being an 'orphan' for so many years, and suddenly having a mother, I can't seem to say anything for a while."

Shen Yangui could understand his current mood, "I left the green jade ring to her. If she asks someone to bring it to you, she will take the initiative to see you. When the time comes, don't run away again."

"Ok!"

Mo Chengying moved down and leaned against Shen Yangui. For a moment, he felt great satisfaction and security in his heart and body, and his breathing became lighter.

"Do you think it's possible that all of this was Feng Yuqing's fault? He knew that he would definitely die if he confronted me head-on, so he deliberately made such a fuss and wouldn't let me feel better even if he died."

Shen Yangui put her arms around his shoulders and said, "I doubted it too."

"How to say?"

Mo Chengying put her other hand on his face and put his hands around her waist.

"Feng Yuqing's 'Qing Qing', He Lianjue's Qin Qin, and later Jiang Yan... Jiang Qiuying's name comes from two sources."

"Two veins?" Mo Chengying's mind was so confused that he couldn't think of anything else. "Besides following my name, what else is there?"

Shen Yan returned and said, "The names of you and me are all in "Climbing the Mountain in Nine Days" written by layman Fan Chuan."

Mo Chengying thought about "Jiang Han Qiuying's first flight of wild geese", and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

"My mother-in-law is not of high birth and is not good at writing. If she did it intentionally, her identity is indeed suspicious."