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

"What's the matter? You haven't seen me for a few days. Your Majesty, don't you recognize me?"

Shen Yangui blinked at him, her pupils like autumn water, enough to make him intoxicated.

It seemed that no matter how many times he saw Qingqing, Mo Chengying would always be amazed by her.

He reached out and took off the veil of his beloved, revealing her rosy face with peach blossom makeup, looking delicate and charming.

Seeing the delicate flowers on her temples and her bun, she was clearly dressed like an unmarried lady.

The more beautiful she was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"I've never seen you dressed so beautifully."

"Well, women dress to please themselves, so I should dress up nicely."

"What did you say?"

"Women dress themselves up to please themselves."

Mo Chengying couldn't help but asked directly, "Isn't Wen Chuanbai with Song Lan? How dare he still think about you?"

Wuzhou is a place with many mountains and rivers. In the blink of an eye, he had thought of a hundred unique and silent ways for Wen Chuanbai to die.

Keeping each of them made the kid named Wen suffer a lot!

Shen Yangui raised his head, rested his chin on his chest, and tried to hold back his smile:

"What does it have to do with Wen Chuanbai?"

"Don't hide it from me! Your good Qingshuang has betrayed you. Wen Chuanbai sent a visiting card to the mansion, hoping to see you alone while I am away."

Mo Chengying turned his face away proudly, but he was reluctant to move his eyes away. Shen Yangui noticed it, and he quickly looked at the door, the window, and the beams.

Shen Yangui kissed him quickly and let out a cry of "ouch".

"What's wrong?" he asked nervously.

"Hiss~" Shen Yangui took a deep breath, lowered his head and covered his face, "It's so sour, my teeth are going to fall out."

"..."

Mo Chengying was teased miserably.

Shen Yangui teased: "I thought you were the prince because you wanted to welcome me into the palace for the palace banquet, but it turned out that you didn't have enough vinegar when eating dumplings on New Year's Eve."

"I shouldn't have paid attention to you."

Mo Chengying turned to leave, but was hugged by Shen Yangui, "But you care."

She scratched his chest with her fingers, "If you punish me, you will be responsible."

"Let go, I have a lot of things to deal with."

"I feel cold to begin with. You are so cold and heartless that you will break my heart."

"Come on, you want to deceive me again?"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yangui's hand had already reached into his collar.

"Why is it so cold?" The man who said he was going to handle official business held her hand and said, "Sui An! Go inside and get my cloak."

"What cloak do you want?" Shen Yangui leaned into his arms, "Just you are enough for me."

Mo Chengying felt that he was too easy to cajole, and he was actually very happy.

"Even if you're going to see him, you don't have to wear so little, right? You won't freeze to death."

"It's not to see him. It's all to see you."

Shen Yangui rubbed her face against his chest and said aggrievedly, "I wanted to use the beauty trap, but who knew it would become a self-torture trap. I'm freezing to death."

Sui'an brought the cloak.

Mo Chengying started to wrap her up, "Little liar, do you think I will believe you?"

"That little liar dares to ask the prince, is it possible for the prefect to return to the capital from any place at will without orders?"

I forgot about this.

Mo Chengying opened his mouth, "Then why did you lie to me?"

Then you still believe it!

"How dare I lie to the prince? I only said Lord Wen, but I didn't say which Lord Wen it was?" Shen Yangui stroked his Adam's apple with her cold fingers. "When I sent the visiting card to enter the palace, I didn't say I was entering the Regent's Palace."

Mo Chengying: “…” It seemed that I was indeed overthinking it.

"Old Master Wen has sent a visiting card to the Princess's Mansion, intending to meet Mother before the New Year with Old Madam Wen. Why doesn't the prince allow it?"

"Shen Yangui you——" Mo Chengying nodded, "Okay, the master and servant teamed up to deceive this king, right?"

"Your Highness, what you said is really harsh. How can a matter between husband and wife be considered a lie?"

Shen Yangui put his arms around his neck and rubbed the back of his neck with his thumb, "This is all fun."

I can't pretend anymore.

Mo Chengying looked down at her and finally raised the corner of his mouth.

"Why don't you go to the Pepper Room and wait? You're waiting in the cold wind wearing only these two pieces of clothing. What if you catch a cold and get sick?"

Only then did Shen Yangui let go of him, took two steps back, and turned around.

"Does it look good? Do you like it? I got up early today and dressed up just for you."

She tilted her head to seek praise and emphasized again that it was "for you" and had nothing to do with others.

"Even without makeup, she is already stunningly beautiful."

Mo Chengying wanted to find some words to describe her, but he realized that he was at a loss for words. Words like "so beautiful as to make fishes sink to the bottom of water and geese fall to the ground" and "so beautiful as to shame the moon and flowers" were too superficial and could not describe even one tenth of her love.

After a long pause, he finally uttered four words:

"I am very happy."

"Your makeup today is nothing like your usual look. Even I almost couldn't recognize you. Those old guys probably thought I had found a new lover."

This is actually a blessing in disguise, a good thing.

"No wonder." Shen Yangui suddenly realized, "No wonder they left without greeting me when we met just now."

Her smile was so sweet that the sky was dimmed.

Mo Chengying looked at him infatuatedly. Shen Yangui took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and he hugged her arms tightly.

"Qingqing...I miss you so much."

His thoughts were filled with reluctance.

"I know, that's why I came to see you. I missed you too."

His tone was too obvious, and he was still unwilling to go into battle himself.

Shen Yangui didn't want to spoil the fun at this time, so he didn't mention it. "Lu Anyong finally confirmed that the person he contacted was Zhao Qizhen."

"Zhao Qizhen? The couple is of the same mind, so the Hua family can't be trusted."

Mo Chengying held her hand, and the two went to the study. Based on the recent movements of the Zhao family, they speculated and involved a possible network of relationships.

Shen Yangui counted them one by one, "I didn't expect that with the precedent of the emperor's grandson, there are still so many people who are rebellious in the court."

"As a king, a minister, or a prime minister, how can the fear of beheading compare to the temptation of power? But these people are easy to deal with."

"My husband, do you have any ideas?"

“Remember those beauties in the backyard?”

Of course Shen Yangui remembered that Jingming had shown favors to more than ten beauties. Those who wanted to return to their parents' homes took the silver and went back home. Those who did not want to return to their parents' homes could live in villas outside Beijing.

They were originally chess pieces sent out by their families, and not many of them can rely on their mother's family. Eight out of ten of them live in villas outside Beijing.

After all, having money, free time, people to take care of you and no one to control you is better than going back to your parents' home and being criticized by relatives.

She nodded: "Yes."

"Someone couldn't stand it and made a mistake."

Shen Yangui was slightly stunned: if she stayed in the villa, she would still be a concubine of the Regent's Palace. She couldn't bear it and made a mistake... She understood.

"No wonder the prince is willing to spend money to support them and not care about them."

"How can there be so many beautiful things in the world?"

Mo Chengying snorted coldly. He didn't care about the life or death of these chess pieces.

The villa in the suburbs of Beijing is located in a remote area, and Shen Yangui even suspected that the green hat was designed by her husband to put on her.

"As expected~As expected, it doesn't matter who forged the sword. It belongs to whoever holds it!"

Shen Yangui bowed to her husband and said, "Your Majesty is very capable. I cannot compare to you."

"You just realized today how powerful your prince is?"

Mo Chengying was reluctant to let go of her hand for a moment and held it tightly again.

"My husband just said, 'These people are easy to deal with,' but are there any that are difficult to deal with?" Shen Yangui asked.

"Well, an old fox always hides deeper."

"It's a fox, and it always has a tail..."

Shen Yangui frowned slightly and thought of a clue.