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

"I'm going to kill you to avenge my mother-in-law!"

It's Jiang Qiuying.

She stole the newly sharpened kitchen knife from the kitchen.

Seeing that she was discovered by Shen Yangui, she stopped sneaking around, shouted for revenge, and rushed over.

Now when I get out of bed, I will directly hit the knife edge.

Shen Yangui couldn't move much at the moment and didn't dare to confront someone head-on. He glanced at the pillow and wanted to use it to stop her first, but he was afraid that she would not act according to common sense, so he stumbled and struck the knife elsewhere on his body.

He simply rolled inside.

Jiang Qiuying held the knife in both hands and clumsily knocked the knife onto the shelf.

Shen Yangui took the opportunity to get out of bed. He didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he wanted to run to the other side of the table and circle with her to buy time.

Jiang Qiuying's knife didn't penetrate deeply, so she turned around and blocked Shen Yan's return.

"You gave my mother poison! You killed her! I want to avenge my mother!"

"It's not me." Shen Yangui couldn't step forward, so he backed up and shouted outside, "Jing Ming——ah."

Jiang Qiuying waved the knife again, "Why isn't it you?"

"When I saw her yesterday, she told me that it was okay and that we would be able to go home in two days. But when I saw you during the day, she died!

Why did you give my mother poison? Why?

Say it! ! ! Why? ! ! "

Shen Yangui had nothing to say to her, "Calm down, I didn't give you the poison."

"You are still making excuses! She only saw you before she died! If not you, where did she get the poison?"

Jiang Qiuying's whole body was shaking because of her anger. Even in the dim surroundings, she could feel her murderous intent.

"What reason do I have to kill her?"

Shen Yangui was worried that shouting would anger her, so he backed away while talking, trying to distance himself and give himself a chance to escape.

But when she took a step back, Jiang Qiuying took a step forward.

"You high-ranking nobles, why do you need a reason to kill? No, you are afraid that the prince has a lowly mother who will embarrass you, so you want to kill her.

Your medical skills are so good, people say you can bring the dead back to life. If it wasn't you, why didn't you save my mother!

That’s you! That’s you!

Give me back my mother! Give me back my mother! "

The more Jiang Qiuying talked, the more excited she became. She stepped forward with a knife, but Shen Yangui was forced into a corner by her.

He watched as her knife hit him between the eyebrows.

If the distance is too close, this knife is doomed.

Between his own life and the life of his fetus, Shen Yangui chose to sacrifice one of his arms.

Maybe I'm lucky and the bones won't break.

Shen Yangui turned sideways and raised his hand to receive the blow.

But the knife did not fall on her as expected. Instead, Jiang Qiuying slowly rose into the air.

The lamps in the room were lit.

At the same time, a knife flew out and landed on the doorpost.

Mo Chengying reached out and pinched Jiang Qiuying's neck. His expression was extremely cold, like an abyss shrouded in dark clouds.

"Anyone who dares to touch me will have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"

"Cough, cough——"

Jiang Qiuying tried to explain something, but her entire face was already the color of pig liver, and she didn't even have the strength to slap Mo Chengying's arm.

She is going to die.

Mo Chengying wanted to strangle her to death.

Qingshuang came in with the medicine and stood at the door. She looked past the chaos in the room and recognized the black shadow in the corner. She screamed:

"princess!"

Mo Chengying threw Jiang Qiuying out, knelt down and picked up Shen Yan to return.

"Qingqing, are you okay?"

Shen Yangui stretched out his hand to stop Mo Chengying, "Don't touch me."

Mo Chengying didn't know where to put his hands, and said at a loss: "Don't be afraid, I am Jing Ming..."

"I, I know, don't touch me first..."

Shen Yangui couldn't tell whether it was a pain in his back or stomach, and he was afraid that Mo Chengying would directly pick him up and cause unnecessary harm.

She held his hand, inhaling and exhaling, trying to calm her heartbeat and try to take her own pulse.

"Qingqing, what can I do?"

Mo Chengying had his hands hanging in the air, not daring to move.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm a doctor, nothing will happen to me, I'm in good health, nothing will happen to me."

Shen Yangui didn't seem to be talking to Mo Chengying, but more like comforting herself. Her breathing finally slowed down, and she felt a flow of moist heat, making her more and more nervous.

"Qingshuang, send someone to invite Wen Zhizhou."

She held Mo Chengying's hand, touched her knees to the ground, adjusted her posture, and then asked Mo Chengying to carry her to the bed.

Jiang Qiuying hit the wall and fell down. When she landed, her head was buzzing and half of her body was unconscious. When she came to her senses and saw Mo Chengying's back, she instinctively shrank back in fear.

Mo Chengying tried to stay calm, but his voice still betrayed him, "How do you feel now? Are you okay? Nothing else matters, as long as you're fine."

"I'm so useless..."

"I don't blame you, Qingqing, don't be like this. The child is gone, and we can have another one in the future. Don't put too much pressure on me." Mo Chengying held her hand, "I only want you."

"It's not that serious. I should have reached my waist just now. The child should be fine."

Mo Chengying thought of how uncomfortable she looked just now and didn't believe her words.

"I just wanted to feel my pulse, but I was a little nervous and couldn't feel it accurately. If I didn't feel my pulse, I wouldn't feel stable."

Shen Yangui's words did not comfort Mo Chengying, and he was even more unstable now.

Wen Chuanbai went back and stepped into the bedroom. Someone called "Sir" behind him. Before he could figure out the situation, the head guard picked up the medicine box with one hand and carried him with the other.

He explained while running, "Master Zhizhou is offended! The princess is unwell and needs you to come over immediately!"

The captain of the guard threw the man onto his horse, rode with him, and gave a driving call.

The rapid sound of horse hooves broke through the night sky and came through the street.

In order to avoid interference, everyone was cleared out, and Wen Chuanbai took a pulse inside.

Mo Chengying was waiting outside and saw Jiang Qiuying holding her neck and shivering. She was afraid of affecting the inside, so she lowered her voice and said to Poshan:

"Drag out and kill."

"No! You can't!" Jiang Qiuying hugged the corner of the table, as if she were shaking a sieve, "You can't kill me. It was the princess who killed my mother. I'm just, I'm just avenging my mother! You can't kill me. I!"

Qingshuang couldn't bear to listen, so she rushed out and slapped her twice.

"Your mother is seeking death. What does it have to do with my princess? Just because you pushed my princess, my princess became famous. My princess is kind-hearted and doesn't care about you, but you come to assassinate my princess! You are a bitch who repays kindness with revenge! What a poisonous heart!”

Qingshuang slapped someone in the face and was not relieved, and wanted to kick her with her feet.

Poshan is probably the most sober one among all the people right now. He stepped forward and hugged Qingshuang, "Calm down, don't lose your sense in front of the prince."

"Let me go! Even if the prince gives me the death penalty, I will kill her too!"

Jiang Qiuying sobbed, shaking her voice and replied: "The poison that killed my mother was given to my mother by your princess..."

"Bah! Damn your mother! You dog can't spit out ivory things from your mouth!" Qing Shuang kicked her legs in the air, "My princess has saved countless people, when did she give your mother poison?"

"Qingshuang, please stop saying a few words!" That woman was not only Jiang Qiuying's mother, but also the prince's mother.

"Should I say less? Why don't you tell her to say less?"

"Do you dare to say that your princess's hands have never killed anyone? Ah——"

As soon as Jiang Qiuying finished speaking, Mo Chengying kicked her to the door. She coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty..."

"Who do you think you are?! It's your turn to criticize the king's people?"

Mo Chengying took two steps forward, walked to Poshan, took out the sword from his waist, and wanted to do it himself.