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

Shen Yangui snorted inappropriately, which made him even more happy.

But as soon as he entered, he realized something was wrong.

"You came?"

"Huh?" Shen Yangui responded, "I just came..."

"Why didn't you say it?"

Mo Chengying frowned and quickly exited. Shen Yangui seemed to have made a big mistake. His face was full of embarrassment and he quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, my lord, I made you dirty."

"No...don't move, Qingqing, wait for me."

Mo Chengying lay on her body, resisting the feeling in his body.

Shen Yangui didn't dare to speak, his heart was beating hard.

After finally feeling that her body was not so hot or sore, she said cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you want to call someone else over?"

"Shut up."

Mo Chengying's tone was not harsh, but it was non-negotiable and could not be refused.

After a while, he calmed down and said, "You have medical skills, don't you know that having sex at this time is not good for your health?"

I know, but he can block the knife for himself without hesitation. In the face of such a life-saving grace, what does it mean to hurt himself? Shen Yangui said nothing.

Seeing how pitiful she looked, Mo Chengying's voice softened again, "I've told you a long time ago that you can refuse if you don't want it, if you like it, or if you don't want it. Now that you have me, you don't have to force yourself."

Shen Yangui did not expect that he would be so angry, and muttered: "But the prince wants..."

"No one wants to!"

After Mo Chengying said this, he felt that there was something wrong with what he said, and added: "Any behavior that hurts you is not allowed - you must tell me in advance what will happen in the future."

Shen Yangui nodded with a blushing face.

After someone came in to clean up, the two of them slept in the same clothes. Mo Chengying held her in his arms and warned her carefully to get rid of this habit of apologizing casually.

"My dear, there is nothing wrong with you. You don't have to feel that you owe me at any time. You don't owe anyone. I treat you well because you are worthy and it has nothing to do with anyone. Remember?"

Don’t you owe anyone?

"Your Majesty..."

"Don't call me prince anymore. You called me husband twice in Fengbo Tower tonight. It sounded very nice. Call me again and listen."

"Husband..."

She is very obedient.

It's heartbreaking to be obedient.

Mo Chengying hoped to see the majestic and high-spirited Shen Yan return. He secretly swore that no matter what happened in these years, he would definitely let his Qingqing find her former self.

He pressed his palm against her skin, "Why is your lower abdomen so cold? Is it because of the cold wine? Why don't you avoid eating it if you know something will happen?"

Shen Yangui replied in a low voice: "It's like this every time I come here."

"Will it feel uncomfortable?"

"...Tolerable."

Tolerable means uncomfortable.

Mo Chengying rubbed it gently, "There are many rich and powerful hands in the palace. Tomorrow I will ask someone from Taiyuan Hospital to come and take a look at them for you."

Shen Yangui knew his body well, "Don't bother, it will be fine in a few days."

"What about next month? Do you have to endure it every month? I see that your feet are cooler today than usual."

Mo Chengying put her feet against his skin and placed his hands on her abdomen all night, turning into a human-shaped soup woman that could automatically heat up.

Before dawn the next day, Mo Chengying slowly pulled his hand away. Shen Yan felt a little cold when she stood up, so she turned over and hugged her Tang Pozi.

Mo Chengying did not push her away immediately, but held her tightly, leaning away for a moment:

"There is something going on in the court these two days, and I have to go to court."

Tang Ru took action. It was time to close the net that had been cast in the court earlier. He had to deal with it.

Shen Yangui slowly opened his eyes and was about to stand up when he was pushed down by Mo Chengying.

"You're feeling unwell, just lie down and rest. You don't have to wait for me for dinner these two days."

Mo Chengying twisted the quilt for her, kissed her cheek, and then left the quilt.

There is an Assistant Government Hall in the palace, which is Mo Chengying's living and administrative hall. In the past, there were no worries in the palace, so he mostly stayed in the Assistant Government Hall, and everything there was complete.

When the gauze was endured last night, its muscles contracted and relaxed, causing it to turn red. Now it was dry and knotted, so he tore it off and threw it away.

Shen Yangui saw it through the gauze curtain and stood up quickly, "Husband, wait a minute."

"You just fall asleep, you don't have to get up."

Shen Yangui took off the shirt he had just put on.

"What to do?" Mo Chengying placed a kiss on her forehead, "Didn't I tell you that I can't do it now? Don't be willful."

Shen Yangui blushed and did not reply to him.

Mo Chengying continued to be nonchalant, "When I finish this work, I will get it back with Benjili. You don't have to be in a hurry."

"Who's in a hurry?" Shen Yangui took the medicine from the brocade box, "The wound has not scabbed yet. If you don't apply medicine or bandage it, how can it be cured?"

At this moment, she didn't look like a routine princess, but more like a wife who cared about him and felt sorry for him.

Mo Chengying felt more and more that the stabbing last night was worth it, "Is this the trauma medicine made by mother?"

Mother?

He called his mother mother again.

The regent was able to recognize her mother even more than giving her ten thousand gold, which made her feel grateful.

Shen Yangui nodded, carefully applied medicine on him and re-bandaged the wound with gauze.

He helped him put on his clothes and put on a sachet.

"what is this?"

"Didn't Your Majesty say that you can't let others discover that you're injured? I made this sachet in my free time these days. I used citrus as the lead and added oud, agarwood and ambergris. It doesn't smell like powder. "

The refreshing scent of citrus awakens the mind, the agarwood calms the mind and the ambergris shows nobility.

Her fragrance suited him perfectly.

Mo Chengying didn't expect that she would be busy practicing konghou these days and still have time to make a sachet for herself. He took it under his nose and sniffed, "Are there any orchids in it?"

When Shen Yan returned home, she specially added orchid fragrance because of the Empress Dowager, but now she feels that it is not necessary.

"Junzi Ailan, does the prince like it?"

"Junzi loves Lan. Your Majesty loves you. As long as it is done by you, I like it."

The emperor has twelve crowns, each with twelve five-colored jade. He wears mysterious clothes and is embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon pattern.

At the beginning of the regent's reign, the ministers discussed the choice of Jiuqiu as the number of crowns. Mo Chengying believed that Jiuqiu was the crown prince's regulation. How could he despise Huangkou's children?

So he tried his best to overcome all opinions and obey the emperor.

Shen Yangui put a crown on her head and presented her body to the prince. Mo Chengying did not need to give him gifts. He lifted her up, raised her chin with his fingers, and taught her new etiquette:

"Remember to send your husband this way in the future."

He leaned in for a kiss.

I just wanted to make a splash, but I didn't expect that he didn't have enough fun last night and couldn't bear to separate after kissing her.

Lu E and others lowered their eyes, as if they didn't exist. This was the first time Qing Shuang saw them. She knew she shouldn't look directly, but her eyes fell on the two of them.

A face redder than candle tears.

She didn't expect that kissing didn't just involve lips touching lips.

The Prince Regent was eight feet tall and was already strong as a martial artist. The wide-sleeved shirt added to his body made the Princess look even smaller, like a newly baked porcelain doll that could be crushed if she was stronger.

He held her in his arms, as if he were tasting some aged wine, biting his lips gently, sucking in small sips.

If they were separated, the candle flame would flicker on and off their lips and under their chins.

The colorful jade stones make the light more and more blurry.

The carriage was waiting outside, and the sky turned white. Qingshuang suspected that the regent was giving up going to court.