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

"Hey, hey, no, no, no, no need." Shen Yangui raised his hand to stop Qing Shuang, "I don't need him."

She lay on her side, supporting the side of her face with one hand, blinking her eyes, and winked at Mo Chengying, "I need this unparalleled young man in front of me."

Shen Yangui held up her orchid fingers with her other hand and stretched it towards him.

Mo Chengying finally figured out that his wife had a bruise all over her body and couldn't lie down.

He stretched out his hand to support her head, placing her hands and body flat.

"Just lie down and don't mess around."

"Good husband, can you take me out to bask in the sun?" Shen Yangui put her hands around his neck, "It's not good to lie down all the time, you will give birth to a lazy baby."

"No matter how lazy I am, I can still afford it."

Shen Yangui opened his mouth: "..."

"You are the regent. There are so many important military and political matters waiting for you to deal with. Don't waste time here with me. Go and get busy."

Shen Yangui let go of his hand, looking like a good wife and mother.

Mo Chengying refused to leave, "That girl Qingshuang is stupid. You can trick her into going out with just a few words. If something happens later, you want to hide it from me?"

Qingshuang standing aside: "..."

"Conscience of heaven and earth, when did I hide it from you?"

"Yesterday, when you came out of the study, you asked Wen Chuanbai to take a pulse. You saw redness and the fetus was unstable. Why didn't you tell me immediately?"

Shen Yangui glanced at Qingshuang: "I can't hide even the smallest thing."

Mo Chengying straightened her face, "Look what she did? Did she say something wrong?"

He feigned anger and reprimanded, "How courageous are you to hide such a big thing from your husband? Is the child yours alone? I've been vomiting for so long, I can't eat, and now I don't even have the right to know." ?”

"I know, I know, go and read your report."

"Shen Yangui, I said that no one is more important than you. Do you not believe me?"

"I do not have……"

"Then why did you hide it from me?" Mo Chengying was afraid after thinking about it, "I'm cold-blooded, and I'm really not that sad. She was just a stranger who suddenly broke into my life. She just walked away. You and your child are doing this to me. Speaking is the most important thing.”

"I was wrong." Shen Yan followed suit, pulled the quilt to his chin, and closed his eyes obediently, "For your most important child, I will sleep well."

Mo Chengying looked at her slightly trembling eyelashes and felt very satisfied.

Jiangshan Sheji, how can it compare to his Qingqing mother and son.

Shen Yangui felt the quilt move, opened one eye, and turned his head instantly.

"What are you doing? Is the Prince Regent playing hooligan? I'm going to call someone."

Mo Chengying had already taken off her robe and was lying next to her, holding a hand and placing it on her chest.

"Shout, no one will pay attention to you even if you break your throat."

She hummed and turned her back, and he turned sideways too. After a while, she lay down on her back, and so did he.

When he feels uncomfortable lying down for a long time, he mainly wants to be with him, so that he can feel the pain together.

The maid brought the dinner, and Mo Chengying raised the pillow, tested the softness and hardness, helped her up, and fed her, but she didn't waste any energy.

After the meal, I helped her wash her face, apply perfume, and use a comb to relax her hair.

It started to rain outside, and the pattering sound gave people the illusion of a spring night. Mo Chengying lay beside her, reading a storybook to her to help her sleep.

Mostly feeling at ease, Shen Yangui quickly fell asleep.

Mo Chengying looked at the person in his arms, and his heart was filled with warmth. Everyone in the world thought that the regent was ambitious, but in fact, what he wanted from beginning to end was nothing more than what he saw in front of him.

A wife and a child, no worries about food and clothing, and worldly things have nothing to do with me.

Also influenced by his wife, Mo Chengying took a few days of leisure and his complexion seemed to be getting better.

Jiang's body was sent out of the villa, and the coffin was parked in her own thatched house. It was only three days later that Jiang Qiuying got better and went to the funeral as her daughter.

After all, there were orphans and widowed mothers, and few people paid their condolences after two days of mourning. The funeral was deserted.

The coffins were sent out of the city, burned and buried like other ordinary people.

Mo Chengying is stubborn and won't come forward if he can't.

Poshan was ordered to help Jiang Qiuying complete the funeral. After everything was over, he came back to report to the regent. Mo Chengying showed no expression after listening and continued to write his calligraphy and paint his paintings.

"Your Majesty..."

"If you have nothing to do, just go down." Mo Chengying took his calligraphy treasure to Shen Yangui to see, "How do you think?"

"Pictures of beauties in four seasons?"

It was spring in the painting, with peonies in bloom and beauties lying down. Shen Yangui saw the person in the painting at a glance and said, "It's winter now. I wonder which young lady this is that has fallen into the prince's heart? She is so fond of her."

"Yes, whose little lady is this? Her skin is like cream and her face is like walnut." Mo Chengying came closer to Shen Yangui and took a sniff, "The whole courtyard is full of fragrance in March, but it is not as fragrant as my wife."

"Sweet words, where did the prince learn them?"

"Why bother to learn?" Mo Chengying came closer, "Just try it, it's naturally sweet."

The couple were flirting and flirting, but Poshan said bravely: "Your Majesty, Princess..."

Mo Chengying clicked his tongue impatiently, and Shen Yangui probably guessed, "I don't know what to do with Miss Qiu Ying?"

Po Shanlian said: "The princess is wise."

Mo Chengying said coolly: "Keeping her alive is to accumulate blessings for my son. It is already a great kindness to her. What else does she want?"

"Miss Jiang didn't say anything. She was there last night. It's just that the Jiang family's hut has gone through the wind and rain in the past few days. My subordinates are looking at it... I'm afraid it won't be able to survive the winter."

Mo Chengying looked back at him and said, "Are you willing to show mercy?"

Poshan had been following Mo Chengying for so many years, and he had always figured out the prince's thoughts when running errands.

Now it's not that he shows undue sympathy, it's that he knows the prince's deepest thoughts.

The reason Shen Yangui never intervened or even asked about Jiang Qiuying was because Jiang Qiuying attacked her with a knife that night, and she would never show mercy to those who harmed her.

If this person hadn't been Jing Ming's adopted sister, Jiang Qiuying would have been buried with her mother.

But it happens to be Jing Ming’s adopted sister...

Mo Chengying himself was in a dilemma. He didn't want to send Jiang's last journey because he hated her for committing suicide and refused to acknowledge her. But deep down in his heart, he was willing to recognize her, so naturally he accepted Jiang's care for her on her deathbed.

It's just that this adopted sister made a big mistake and hurt his wife and children. He could kill Jiang Qiuying based on emotion, reason, and even law.

But for the sake of justice, he couldn't do this.

Jiang Qiuying's voice sounded outside, "Jiang Qiuying, a citizen girl, came here to apologize to the princess."

She knelt in the middle of the yard and kowtowed to the inside, "My mother passed away suddenly. The daughter of the people was in grief and lost her mind. She listened to the wind and it was rain. She mistakenly believed that the princess had killed her mother, which almost caused a catastrophe. The daughter of the people was confused and could not I dare to ask the princess for forgiveness."

"A common girl went to Hongluo Temple in the middle of the night. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, she knelt once every three steps, bowed once every five steps, and kowtowed once every seven steps. She specially asked the Bodhisattva for this blessing of peace, and prayed for the safety and health of the princess and the child in her belly. slack."

Jiang Qiuying knelt respectfully, her forehead touching the ground, "Please don't dislike it, Princess, and accept this offer."

She held a piece of gauze in both hands, with a small peace charm lying on it.

Qingshuang took the safety talisman in along with the gauze, and accidentally saw that her palms were full of scratches.

Mo Chengying looked at the peace charm and the blood-stained gauze.

Everyone is waiting for his orders.