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

Jiang Peirong rarely appears in public, and this time she has been away from Beijing for more than half a year, so many ladies are not familiar with her.

Since the young emperor of Daxia ascended the throne, except for Princess Lin'an, not even the princesses have attended the banquet, let alone the county princesses.

It was no surprise that the ladies found Shen Yuanyuan's clothes and hat unfamiliar.

Then someone chimed in, "Yeah, that's totally outrageous."

There are foolish ones, and there are smart ones.

Although Mrs. Song, the wife of the Prince of Su, did not know Jiang Peirong and her daughter, she recognized Shen Yuanyuan's princess dress at a glance.

She, who had been standing there without saying anything, quietly stepped back and moved away from the group of people.

For this, she was given a cold look by the old lady of Duke Suguo: "In such an important occasion, she doesn't know how to fight for the honor of her husband's family and make friends with noble ladies, but hides behind others. It is true that she is from a poor family and cannot be accepted in a noble place!"

The sound was neither loud nor soft, enough for the Song family to hear.

Song was quite helpless, "How many princesses this young can there be in Daxia?" Even without thinking, she knew that she couldn't afford to offend this mother and daughter.

Her maid reacted immediately. She looked in the direction of the old lady and cursed in a low voice: "The old lady must be old and dim, and has she forgotten the injustice she suffered in the Shen Mansion before?"

"Shut up! Can't you tell what to say and what not to say?"

The maid pursed her lips and said she wouldn't dare to do it again next time.

The Song family stayed away from trouble, but they kept glancing at the group of noble ladies, wanting to see how they would commit suicide.

"After being a concubine for decades, once you leave Shen and the mansion, you really think of yourself as a mistress."

Last time, only a few ladies went to the Plum Garden. Lady Anyuan deliberately guided them, and the other ladies who did not know the truth followed suit in amazement.

"She's not even a proper second wife, how dare she show off at such an occasion?"

"She's really capable. She's still able to marry someone rich and powerful at her age. I wonder who she married?"

Lin Huiru did not explain, but snorted and laughed: "No matter who it is, he is a big complainer after all."

"Yes, but the little girl is dressed..."

Even though I have never seen the dress of a princess, her complicated and gorgeous clothes are second only to the eldest princess's, so she must not be an ordinary person.

There are more people waiting and watching.

This was the first time that Jiang Peirong wore the imperial robes. The solemn and heavy crown and robes and her past experiences made her a little nervous.

But this was not the first time Shen Yuanyuan wore a princess's dress.

Jiang Peirong was away from the capital for most of the past six months, and Shen Yuanyuan was brought by Princess Lin'an to attend various large banquets. Even in those occasions where only men were present, Shen Yuanyuan was not afraid at all.

Right now, these are just small scenes for her.

Shen Yuanyuan held her head high and chest out, looking very proud. The pearl tassels on her shoes swayed as she walked. She didn't need anyone to support her, but she took the initiative to hold her mother's hand.

"Don't be afraid, mother. Yuanyuan will be with you."

Jiang Peirong looked down at her daughter, her heart filled with warmth.

Not only does she have her eldest daughter to rely on, but she also has her younger daughter to take care of her. That's great.

"I know you." Shen Yuanyuan walked up to these people and said, "Last time in the eldest princess's plum garden, it was you who bullied my mother." Her eyes moved from Lin Huiru to the wife of Marquis Xuanping next to her.

"It turns out..."

The relationship between the wife of Marquis Xuanping and the Lin family of Anyuan Bo is not very deep. Even if the old-fashioned forces want to get closer to each other, she is not stupid enough to openly become an enemy of the Jiang family mother and daughter.

So the "Shen family's concubine" that was about to come out became "Princess Yongjia and Madam Jiang."

Ladies don't have to show formal courtesy to each other, but they must show courtesy to the princess.

"I, Zhu Wei from the Xuanping Marquis's Mansion, have met Princess Yongjia. The princess is still young, so I'm afraid she remembered it wrongly. When we were in the Plum Garden, I didn't bully Madam Jiang."

Wei had only said a few words to help out, and was not beaten or punished at the time. As time passed, there was no evidence to prove anything, so she completely cleared herself of the matter. Only then did the old lady of the Duke of Su in the pavilion hear "Princess Yongjia" and stretched her neck to confirm.

Neither Lin Huiru nor Lady Anyuan expected Lady Xuanping to have such weak knees, and they were a little surprised for a moment.

"what about you?"

Shen Yuanyuan raised her little chin and said arrogantly.

They originally wanted to play dumb to mislead everyone and humiliate Jiang Peirong, but now they can't do that anymore.

Lin Huiru was unwilling, "I am your heir..."

"Mrs. Shen should be aware of her identity."

Today is different from the past. Jiang Peirong stands straight, without any of the timidity and helplessness she had in the Plum Garden two years ago.

Her face was serious, and she interrupted Lin Huiru's words without question, saying with full energy: "The princess and Princess Yongjia are of the same blood. Before you acknowledge your relationship, you should weigh your own weight first."

Jiang Peirong almost said bluntly: Are you worthy?

Lin Huiru was furious and she looked at Jiang Peirong.

Times have changed. Without her imperial title, Lin Huiru didn't even dare to call herself Madam in formal occasions. She really no longer had the capital to be arrogant.

Power weighs on one's waist. Lin Huiru half-closed her eyelids, swallowed the surging bitterness, and slowly squatted down with her shattered pride:

"Your humble servant, Shen Lin from the General's Mansion, greets Princess Yongjia."

Shen Yuanyuan didn't let her stand up. The little girl pointed at Lady Anyuan with her round chin without even using her hands.

"What about you?"

Even though she was extremely unwilling, Lady Anyuan was alone and had to bow her head.

She gritted her teeth and saluted: "Your humble servant, the wife of the Marquis of Anyuan, greets the Princess of Yongjia."

Shen Yuanyuan let go of her mother's hand and stood on the stone. "Listen to me, everyone. My mother is the biological mother of the Regent Princess, the mother-in-law of the Regent Prince, and the biological mother of Princess Yongjia. If anyone dares to disrespect her, Princess Lin'an will be the first one to not let her go!"

One sentence brought out four identities.

Those who seem to have the least weight are the ones who can act the most recklessly without being punished.

Who dares to refute this?

The ladies all respected the authority and saluted in unison, "Your servants are following the instructions of Princess Yongjia."

If you don't accept it, hold it in.

Even if I gnashed my silver teeth, it would be of no use.

No wonder everyone is fighting for power. This is the first time that Jiang Peirong feels the joy of being a blatant "bad guy".

Shen Yuanyuan took her mother's hand again, "Mom, let's go."

The wife of the Marquis of Anyuan was still unwilling to accept it. All the wives were unwilling to accept it. When she saw Shen Yuanyuan walking away, she immediately said:

"She's just a mistress, she doesn't even deserve a divorce letter, what are you pretending to be?"

Shen Yuanyuan didn't hear it, but someone else did.

The new nobles and the old families have been at odds for many years. Zheng Jinfu and Fang Ting looked at each other. Zheng Jinfu came forward, greeted Shen Yuanyuan, squatted down, held her hand, and said:

"The princess has a kind heart, but I'm afraid some people won't know what's good for them."

Shen Yuanyuan turned around immediately, and it happened that the wife of the Marquis of Anyuan turned around and rolled her eyes at Jiang Peirong, and Yuanyuan saw it.

"Madam, you are already quite old. Don't you have any elders in your family to teach you the rules?"

Even though she was a princess, she was only a six-year-old child after all.

To say such words in front of all the noble ladies was like a slap in the face to Lady Anyuan.

What a shame.

Everyone was talking in low voices, and the buzzing sound that made it difficult to hear the words added fuel to the fire.

Lin Huiru was still quite perceptive after all. She wanted to hold her sister-in-law back, but it was too late.

"How dare you!" Lady Anyuan scolded in a fit of rage, "Is this how your mother taught you to talk to adults?"

"grown ups?"

Zheng Jinfu sneered. He had set out a big net and was waiting for her, but he didn't expect that she would really fall into the trap.

It's really stupid.

Jiang Peirong didn't want to implicate innocent people, but was held back by Fang Ting. Fang Ting shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't need to speak.

On the surface, this was a personal feud between the Yongjia County Princess's Mansion and the Anyuan Earl's Mansion, but in reality it was a confrontation between the old and new forces.

Zheng Jinfu is going to strike the first blow to deal with the opposition in the court for the prince and princess.

"The princess was able to bear the kowtow of Anyuan Bo, but who do you think you are? How dare you act like an adult in front of the princess?"