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

After dealing with the Anyuan Marquis' Mansion, I will take the opportunity to clean up the Suguo Duke's Mansion.

That group of meritorious old ministers are like eagles without wings and snakes without fangs. They can no longer flutter in the water.

Shen Yangui was unwilling to miss this opportunity to let Prince Han make a mistake.

There was a cluster of blazing flames between Mo Chengying's eyebrows, which inexplicably added a bit of evil charm to him.

She stopped writing with satisfaction.

Mo Chengying tilted his head, half-closed his eyes, and deliberately asked in a low voice, "Who is more beautiful, me or Tanhua?"

How is this a question?

It was obvious that Shen Yangui was asked to read out the answers to make him happy.

How dare Shen Yangui give a wrong answer?

But “How can the third place winner compare to you?” is really not enough.

Shen Yangui coughed twice and said very seriously: "There is only one stone of beauty in the world, one bucket of men in ancient and modern times, one bucket of top scholars in all dynasties, and Mo Jingming alone has eight buckets."

Mo Chengying's vanity was greatly satisfied. He immediately sat up, put his head on her chest, and hugged her.

"Keep going."

"My husband's beauty in this prosperous age should be honored by the country. He is handsome and beautiful, but he is also a demon who brings disaster to the country."

"A demon husband who brought disaster to the country?"

That’s right!

Mo Chengying liked it so much that he caught a glimpse of the fruit on the plate on the table and picked up one at random.

One hand was hooked around Shen Yangui's neck.

"My lord, open your mouth."

Shen Yangui saw that he had read too many opera scripts recently, but she still cooperated and opened her mouth. However, he did not put the grapes into her mouth, but into his own mouth.

Half bite to cross.

"Eh~" She turned her head, "I don't want the ones you've eaten."

"Hmm?" Mo Chengying raised his eyebrows, his big eyes full of confusion, and then lowered his eyebrows, "Did the king say something wrong just now?"

Okay, okay, take it back forcibly.

Shen Yangui readily accepted the advice: "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"You know you're wrong? If you know you're wrong, then accept the punishment."

Mo Chengying forced the fruit to her, but because of that "Eh~", the fruit just entered her mouth and was seduced away by him.

Hook it away and send it back.

Coming and going, going and returning.

He didn't bite into the nut until it was plump and translucent.

acid.

Shen Yangui's mouth was full of saliva.

Well, not just in the mouth.

……

The Duke of Suguo's mansion held a winter banquet and invited the families of nobles and officials in the capital to taste wine and enjoy food.

The most important thing for these noble families is face.

Such banquets are always held with great pomp and circumstance. This time, with the arrival of the Regent and his wife and the eldest princess, every aspect was more luxurious than before.

The mansion originally had a troupe of more than ten people, and because they didn't know the princess's preferences in music, they selected another troupe from outside.

There were two thick piles of opera scripts, no matter whether they were classic or popular, as long as they were famous, they could always sing a few plays.

Except for the maids who served the master personally, all the maids in the various courtyards of the Duke's Mansion were transferred to the main courtyard.

The number of guards was doubled for fear of any mistakes.

The wife of the eldest son of Duke Su, Song Xiangyi, is the mistress of the Duke's Mansion. Although she had a quarrel with the Han family over the issue of a co-wife, they never divorced each other. In the past few days, she has been preparing day and night for the Winter Banquet.

Today he got up before dawn and personally confirmed all matters one by one.

As soon as the carriage of the Prince Regent's Palace arrived at Zhuque Street, the people guarding the street entrance quickly rode back to the Duke's Mansion to inform them, and the masters of the Duke's Mansion immediately prepared to go out of the house to welcome them.

However, Aunt Liu beside the old lady came to stop Song Xiangyi's way and said, "The Duke and the old lady are waiting to greet you. Madam, please stay in the backyard and look after the distinguished guests."

Although the distinguished guest cannot be left unattended, she is the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, and it is reasonable for her to go.

The maid Ruixiang was indignant and wanted to explain herself, but was stopped by Song Xiangyi.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is here, and the backyard must be looked after. Mother has worked hard in the front, and Madam Liu is sorry to have to go through this."

Nanny Liu turned around, gave Ruixiang a cold look, and left with a snort.

"You old rascal! You rely on your position as the old lady's side, bossing her around all day long, using chicken feathers as a token of authority. What's so arrogant about that?"

Ruixiang stamped her feet and said, "I heard that the little bitch dressed up gorgeously today. I haven't seen her come here, so I guess she went to the front. The Duke's Mansion is really going too far!"

That little bitch was naturally referring to Liu Mianmian, the one the prince brought back.

Doesn't Song Xiangyi know that she is going too far?

During the seven years of marriage, the prince was not at home. She served his parents and managed the household business on his behalf, and was considerate in every way. However, the old lady always thought that she was useless and could not keep her husband, so that he went to guard the border less than a month after their marriage.

She was speechless in rebuttal due to the pressure of filial piety and righteousness. In addition, after her father's death, the Song family declined and without the strong support of her natal family, she had no choice but to swallow her anger and accept everything in her life.

This time, for some unknown reason, the matter of the concubine had not yet been concluded, but it quickly spread in the capital and was known to her mother.

Although the Qingliu family has declined, it still has its integrity.

Song's mother couldn't bear to see her daughter suffer like this, so she wrote a letter to tell her daughter: Even if the Song family is no longer as glorious as it used to be, they can still afford to support their daughter to return home.

Even if I get divorced, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is to escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible!

With her mother's support, Song Xiangyi finally made up her mind to leave the Duke's Mansion. However, being divorced affected the reputation of women in the Song family, so she was trying hard to get a divorce.

If there is any attachment to the Han Mansion, it is probably for the children that he raised.

Lin Qiu's child was brought home when he was three years old and adopted under her name. Over the past four years, she has cherished him and done her best to give him the best. He is better than her own child.

If I want to divorce, the Han family must not let me take the child away.

Princess Lin'an supported her head with one hand, looked towards the stage, listened to the little guard's whispered report, and shook her head.

The daughter of the Cheng family even dared to kick the emperor's grandson. She wanted to divorce but didn't dare to. What was she hesitating about?

forecourt.

Duke Su and his wife arrived at the door first with their little grandson. Prince Han arrived a step later. Duke Su saw the person standing behind him and became furious.

"Nonsense! How can you bring your mistress instead of your wife to such an important occasion?"

"Mian'er is not a concubine!" Han Xiucheng held his beloved's hand tightly, "She is my wife!"

"Your wife?" Duke Su almost couldn't hold back his swear words. He knew what his son was thinking and said, "There is no such thing as a co-wife in the laws of our dynasty. Co-wifes are for merchants..."

"How could there not be?"

Han Xiucheng knew his father would say this, and said confidently, "Wang Fei's mother was not a concubine's wife? Not only was she granted an imperial decree, but she is now a supervisor at the Imperial Hospital. With such a good example, how can Mian'er not be a concubine?"

People are not afraid of ignorance, but they are most afraid of being ignorant and unaware of it.

Han Xiucheng was ordered to leave the capital when the previous emperor was still alive. He had only been back for a few days. In addition to socializing, he also had to deal with affairs in the backyard. He did not have a deep understanding of the situation in the court.

He also had only a vague understanding of the people in the court, especially the Regent and his wife.

He is a half-baked person and thinks he is a prophet.

Han Xiucheng said nonchalantly, "Could it be that only the county officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps?"

Duke Su really wanted to slap his stupid son: Didn’t the Regent only allow county officials to set fires but not allow ordinary people to light lamps?

He always sets rules for others and never follows them himself.

Although he was the regent, from the moment the new emperor ascended the throne, he dressed and traveled according to the imperial etiquette. When the censors made reports to him, he burned the reports in public. If they made reports again, he would be exiled to the frontier.

It's a pity that those weak scholars who have never suffered in their lives are forced to put down their pens and work in the fields with their faces to the earth and their backs to the sky.

Who dares to reason with him?

Duke Suguo glanced at Liu Mianmian and said: You don’t even have an identity, yet you dare to show off!

Nowadays, women in this world are becoming less and less self-respecting!

Disgusting!