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

In the thatched cottage in the dense forest at the backyard of the prime minister's residence, several of the prime minister's confidants were discussing countermeasures.

Han Yang, the secretary of the Central Secretariat, said: "In order to fight for the imperial seal, the princess even sent out the loyal generals, so the guards around her must have been lax. Prime Minister, this is a chance given to you by God."

Others also echoed, "It's a rare opportunity. She's just a princess. If she dies, she dies. What else can we do?"

"That's right. There are rumors in the court that the prince is seriously ill and in a coma. It was actually the princess' fault. Killing her would be in line with public opinion."

Naturally, this slanderous rumor was spread by Shen Yangui himself.

Cai Chong believed it without a doubt because his confidant had seen it with his own eyes.

"Kill the princess, rescue the prince, and welcome the young prince back to the palace."

"The Ministry of Rites began preparing for the coronation ceremony last year. Given the prince's current condition, I'm afraid he won't be able to sit on the throne. At that time, the Prime Minister can hold the imperial seal and command the ministers to support the young prince to ascend the throne."

"Prime Minister, if you wait any longer, the mountain bull will come back!"

The court officials persuaded Cai Chong one after another, and he was finally convinced.

From summer to autumn, several assassination attempts failed, and it all came down to the Red Armor Army.

Now that Shanniu is not here, the opportunity is in front of us and we have to give it a try.

Cai Chong spent five days preparing. He not only replaced some of the palace guards with his own people, but also transferred the death squads he had secretly trained over the years from outside the capital.

The yellow leaves on the branches were blown down by the wind and swirled on the ground. The rustling sound of the leaves scraping against the ground was amplified by the night.

Shen Yangui was reviewing memorials in the Yangju Palace, and the candlelight flickered.

Occasionally, there was a rustling sound of leaves, as if they were being crushed by something.

coming!

Mo Chengying, who was lying in the inner hall, suddenly opened his eyes, but did not see any shadow on the window pane.

Anyone who dares to break into the palace must be a top-notch master.

Mo Chengying wanted to go out and help, but if one of the assassins ran away and leaked the news to Cai Chong, their plan would fail.

So he could only bear it.

Lying on the bed with eyes closed, motionless.

The two guards on duty at the door of Yangju Palace found that something was wrong and quickly retreated into the palace.

"Princess, something bad has happened. There is..."

Before he could finish his words, the man in black kicked the door and headed straight for the study.

Two guards stood on either side of the desk, pointing their knives at the man in black, "Who is coming?"

"The person who sends you on your way!"

Shen Yangui had just finished reviewing a memorial. She looked up, put the memorial down, and picked up another one.

This is Cai Chong’s memorial.

very thick.

You can probably see him breathe his last.

The leading black-clad man thought she was too calm and suspected she was lying. "Princess, don't you want to say something?"

"Hmph." Talkative.

"You ignorant woman, you don't know what's good for you! Let's attack together!"

Eight people came together, six of them rushed forward together, and two people stayed behind to prevent accidents.

The tip of the knife just touched the table with a clang.

The blade vibrated and the blade light flashed on Shen Yangui's face.

She frowned slightly, unhappy about being dazzled by the sudden light.

Four dark shadows descended from the roof. They seemed to be aware of the mistake that had just occurred and attacked ruthlessly.

The six people were forced to retreat again and again, and the two people who stood still immediately provided support.

Shen Yangui read his memorial calmly without saying a word, and started to dip the brush in ink and put pen to paper.

Two guards standing by the table, holding knives, stared at the fight in the hall:

Go ahead, the flashing of swords and sabers is like rain. With your own abilities, you might be killed by mistake, let alone intervene.

Forget going. The princess is right next to me and I’ll seem like a coward.

He took small steps forward and backward, and the knife in his hand tightened and loosened, expressing his cowardice and loyalty to the fullest.

Shen Yangui did not look up, turned a page, and said calmly:

"Stand back a bit, don't block the candlelight of this princess."

The two guards hesitated, took two steps back, and stood behind Shen Yangui.

At this moment, these two cowardly yet loyal little guards suddenly had a sharp light in their eyes.

That is murderous intent.

The two looked at each other and turned their gaze to Shen Yangui.

The tip of the knife pointing towards the hall was raised silently to the left and right, and then with gritted teeth, it chopped hard at the back of Shen Yangui's neck.

As soon as the knife falls, the head and body will be separated, and there will be no chance of survival.

"what!"

"Boom!"

Six crossbow arrows were fired from the beam at an extremely fast speed. The whistling sound of them breaking through the wind was masked by the sound of fighting. The two assassins pretending to be guards were hit by an arrow in the forehead, chest and the arm holding the knife respectively.

The arrows are poisoned.

The two men fell to the ground, and the sword fell to the ground, making a "clang-dang" sound.

Two crossbow guards jumped down from the beam, drew their swords and joined the battle.

Fourteen masters fought each other, and every move was aimed at taking the opponent's life.

The weapons came into close combat with clanging sounds that never ceased.

The assassin pointed the knife several times, but each time it was just a finger or a step away.

Such is fate.

One step away, and you’ll make a world of difference.

This is the distance between Cai Chong and himself.

Shen Yangui picked up the pen and dipped it in ink. With a loud bang, the window of Yangju Palace was broken and four more people came in.

But this did not affect her writing and making comments at all.

In the corner of the roof, two other people had been waiting for a long time.

The candlelight had never seen such a fierce fighting scene and was waving flags and cheering.

Shen Yangui put down his pen, blew lightly at the red words on the paper, and the moment he closed the memorial—

The fighting stopped.

A woman wearing dark brocade clothes, a leather waistband, and a half-mask, held the hilt of the knife and clasped her fists in reply:

"Reporting to the princess, there were fourteen people in total, and they have all been dealt with."

There were four secret guards in the hall who had not participated in the fight and were still hiding in the dark.

Shen Yangui looked at her with a look of reproach and dissatisfaction, and suddenly pulled out the jade hairpin on his head and threw it at her.

The most important training for the Shadow Guards is:

The Lord’s thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from heaven.

She stood like a tree, motionless, not even a beat of her heart.

But the jade hairpin was not pointed at her, but stabbed into the assassin's forehead.

"Uh."

The assassin's right arm fell down as soon as he raised it. He opened his eyes wide and died completely.

Some of the Shadow Guards trained by Danzhu were selected and sent by Wudamohe from Shatulu, and some were searched from all over Daxia.

All are masters.

Those inside and outside the hall tonight are all trained masters among masters.

Masters have always been not only obedient to power, but also loyal to strength.

Shen Yangui's hairpin shows that her strength is above that of the secret guards.

The eight shadow guards in the hall immediately knelt on the ground, "I am guilty, please punish me, my lord."

When Lu'e, Chunqi and others were just following the princess, they were careless and failed to protect their master, causing Shen Yangui to be laughed at by concubines like Qu Shengsheng and Qi Sirong.

The prince wanted to punish Shen Yangui, and he even knelt down to plead for his maid.

It was a minor matter at the moment and had not caused any adverse consequences.

The Shadow Guards are also extremely loyal.

According to her gentle temperament, she would not punish him.

Shen Yangui did not ask to punish them, "Let Danzhu come over tomorrow."

When subordinates make mistakes, it is because their superiors fail to discipline them effectively.

They just exposed the problem, and just punishing them doesn't mean much to Shen Yangui.

At present, the Shadow Guard has not been formally established, and Danzhu temporarily takes over the position of commander, in charge of all the Shadow Guards.

Shen Yangui asked Danzhu to come over in order to punish Danzhu, and the entire Shadow Guard should take this as a warning.

As people trained by Danzhu, the eight people present knew that when Princess Danzhu returned tomorrow, they would be in great pain if not dead.

But even so, they would not beg for mercy.

"Yes, my lord."

A Red Armored Soldier came in from outside the door. He was not one of Sangniu's men, but he was wearing the uniform of a Red Armored Soldier to deal with the assassins who were lying in ambush and watching outside.

"Reporting to the princess, there are six people in total, all executed."

The wind blew in through the broken window, drowning out the breathing of the nine secret guards.

Shen Yangui didn't say anything, which meant that his report was not in place.