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

Shen Qingyue was not in a position to go to the front yard. Listening to the noise in front of her, she felt increasingly lonely, so she took Fangyin with her and strolled in the back garden.

The maids in the princess's mansion followed her everywhere, which annoyed her greatly.

"Who is that?"

She sat in the rockery pavilion and watched two people walking towards her on the corridor.

The maid in the mansion saw the ceremonial team following not far away and replied, "Miss Shen, those are the prince and princess, would you like to go forward and salute them?"

The hairpins on Shen Yangui's head and the clothes on her body reflected the light, and Shen Qingyue stared at her intently.

If the prince was the only one there, she would have gone, but with Shen Yangui around, there was really no need for her to do so.

Shen Qingyue said politely: "I'm afraid that my presence will cause disturbance, so I'd better not disturb you."

She said she would not disturb them, but seeing that the atmosphere between the two was tense, she found an excuse to send away the two maids from the Princess's Mansion and headed in that direction.

"…People say that a wedding ceremony is the only way to complete a marriage. How can a marriage be complete without a wedding ceremony? How can you and I be considered husband and wife?"

"What kind of couple are you? How can you say that?"

Mo Chengying glanced behind him, and saw that no one had come over yet. "Of course we are the best couple in the world!"

He said aggrievedly: "Didn't we agree that we would make up for the wedding later?"

Who asked him to answer?

Shen Yangui kept watching from the corner of his eye. She whispered to him to get into the role: "Shen Qingyue is coming!"

"That's not a good reason. Change it."

Shen Yangui thought for a moment, "The prince has never taken the emperor seriously, so what does a marriage mean? Is it the emperor giving the prince a concubine?"

"You're talking nonsense!" His tone was not harsh at all, and even a little pitiful, "Who said you were."

Shen Yangui covered the word "concubine" with both hands, "Please keep your voice down!"

"Then you said I didn't give you a son."

"I don't want a son."

Mo Chengying blurted out without even thinking.

"I know!"

"You know it and you're still telling me?"

Shen Yangui pursed his lips: "..." What's the point of arguing?

"Pretend it."

Since this had happened many times before, Shen Yangui took it as a matter of course and did not think of discussing it with him in advance.

That's great, nothing can come out if you open your mouth.

Mo Chengying shook his head firmly, "These are all true stories, and cannot be used to argue about. I can't hurt your feelings."

"I'm not sad."

"I'm sad~"

He blinked and said innocently, "Besides, if this gets to my little princess's ears, what will she think of me as her father? I'm not someone who favors boys over girls!"

His little princess can't even speak clearly now. Even if he tells her the same thing hundreds or thousands of times, she probably won't understand what her father means by wanting a son.

Shen Yangui: "..."

Shen Qingyue had already walked to the flower stand and deliberately chose a column to block herself.

Even at this moment, Mo Chengying took the time to kiss her and complained seriously:

"You are so devoted every time you act that even I can't tell the difference between real and fake. This time, to deal with a brainless person like Shen Qingyue, just have a quarrel without getting too emotional."

There's no point in having a big quarrel.

Shen Yangui took the risk and pushed Mo Chengying away.

"You are not allowed to say this, you are not allowed to say that, what kind of princess am I?"

As long as the momentum is there, it's fine.

After saying that, she turned around immediately.

Qingshuang even stamped her feet and snorted heavily before leaving.

"Princess, wait for me."

Mo Chengying curved his lips and looked at his wife: Qingqing is too cautious and can't stand being teased.

The way he fled just now was clearly because he was afraid of being caught by me.

Is there anyone in this world more lovely than me?

Poshan looked around at his own prince's smile, which was as beautiful as spring breeze melting snow, and felt that it was somewhat worthless.

"Ahem, Your Majesty."

He pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows to indicate: Over there, over there.

The smile on Mo Chengying's face disappeared at that moment, and there was no need to pretend at all.

He wanted to brush off the wrinkles on his sleeves, but then he thought about it since he had just hugged his wife, so he turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Just as he was about to step onto the stairs, he was stopped as expected.

"I didn't know Your Majesty was here. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me."

"You are……"

In fact, Mo Chengying and Shen Qingyue had met before, in the Plum Garden in Lin'an. At that time, Shen Qingyue was amazed by Mo Chengying's appearance.

But Mo Chengying had no impression of her.

"In reply to your Highness, I am Shen Qingyue, the daughter of the general of the garrison army."

After Shen Qingyue finished speaking, she slowly raised her head.

She only used a plain hairpin to tie her hair up, with two small white flowers on her temples. She had no makeup on. She must have practiced in front of the mirror, thinking about what angle and expression she should have when meeting the prince.

Unfortunately, in Mo Chengying's eyes, there are only two types of women: dear ones and others.

Or rather, everyone in the world is like this to him.

"It turns out she is General Shen's daughter."

Mo Chengying raised his hand and motioned for her to stand up.

Shen Qingyue glanced at the direction where Shen Yangui left. "I just came over and seemed to see my sister leaving angrily. Did my sister have a quarrel with the prince just now?"

"Why do you think so?"

"My sister grew up in the remote Yongzhou. She is used to being free and unrestrained. It is inevitable that she speaks without thinking. In fact, she is not forgiving in her words, but she is consistent in her words and deeds. She is a rare and straightforward person. Please don't make trouble with my sister, Your Majesty."

This is what would happen if Shen Yangui really quarreled with Mo Chengying.

The angry words at that time, after Shen Qingyue's considerate advice, turned into sincere reproach and dissatisfaction.

Mo Chengying said with a dark face and a cold voice: "You are sensible."

He should have said, "You are more sensible than your sister," but he couldn't say it.

"Since I was young, my mother has taught me to strictly observe etiquette at all times. Now that I am living under someone else's roof, I dare not disobey the rules."

"Living under someone else's roof...the people in the Princess's Mansion treat you badly?"

Shen Qingyue looked at Mo Chengying with tears in her eyes, tears about to fall, eyes filled with sorrow, "Your Highness, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant."

"How old are you this year? Have you been promised?"

"In reply to your Highness, I am only seventeen years old and have never been married."

Shen Qingyue's voice was soft, and she saw that the time was right, "Your Highness, have you drunk a few more glasses of wine today? You seem a little tipsy. I live in the "Zhaosonglin" in front. Your Highness, would you like to have some hot tea to sober you up?"

"Your Majesty is in a good mood today!"

Shen Yangui came back with a surprise move, and walked over slowly, "Who was I thinking? It turns out to be my sister Qingyue."

When Mo Chengying saw his beloved, his eyes instantly changed.

Shen Yangui took two steps forward, pushed him, and then pointed at Shen Qingyue on the ground and said:

"What? You swore to never marry, but now you regret it and want to seduce the prince while I'm away? Who gave you the guts?"

"No, it's not like that, my lord."

Shen Qingyue shook her head repeatedly, "Sister, you can't confuse right and wrong and throw dirty water on me just because my mother died and my father left Beijing."

She knelt down beside Mo Chengying's legs, grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, and said in a crying voice:

"Your Majesty, please understand. Your Majesty is a very brave and heroic person. How could any woman in the world refuse to marry you and marry into the Regent's Palace? Moreover, it was an imperial decree. Even though I am young and ignorant, I know that disobeying the decree will cost me my head."

Mo Chengying accurately grasped the key words in her words, frowned and asked:

"What do you mean by confusing right and wrong?"

Shen Qingyue glanced at Shen Yangui timidly and shook her head.

"No, nothing... I just said something out of turn. It wasn't my sister who robbed me back then... No, no, nothing, nothing, Your Majesty, I know nothing."

She seemed frightened and at a loss, and accidentally revealed the secret of that year.

"Rob?"

Mo Chengying's face turned cold, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes when he looked at Shen Yangui.

He lifted his coat and sat next to the beauty in the corridor, saying in a cold tone: "I am curious about what happened back then, how black and white it was?!"