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

Yu Yan's matter may not be big or small, but if it is not told, it will definitely be a hidden danger in the future.

But he couldn't speak a word or two on the street, so Shen Yangui decided to confess to him when he went back tonight.

"Let's go, I know what's here, it's cheap and delicious."

Mo Chengying smiled and said: "The delicious food is the second most important thing, and the quietness and no one is the most important thing."

Shen Yangui pulled Mo Chengying forward to buy a piece of fried cake and a bowl of drink.

Passing by the mask stall, Shen Yangui stopped and said, "I had a lot of masks at home when I was a kid." She put a mask on her face and asked curiously, "Why do you always like to wear masks?"

The corner of Mo Chengying's mouth curled up. When he couldn't see her, it was his habit to always move closer to her subconsciously.

He also took a mask and put it on his face, "Because you always wore a face mask and a mask before."

Because of the special nature of Yongzhou, a mixed bag of fish and dragons with no rules, good looks are really a burden for a girl like her who has no backer.

For as long as she can remember, her mother has covered her face, either with a scarf or a mask, and even traced lines on her face, for fear that she would lose the veil and be seen.

For a long time, Shen Yangui suspected that his mother was a gangster who had committed a serious crime and was hiding in Yongzhou, so the family lived so carefully.

Later, after seeing Yongzhou's "King's Law" and the fact that my mother only knew medical skills and not martial arts, the idea slowly disappeared.

Shen Yangui also put a mask on his face and asked curiously: "Didn't you say you lived in my house for more than half a year?"

"Ah."

"Is it possible that after such a long time, you didn't have any chance to pull off my face towel?"

If you remember, remember, if you don’t remember, don’t remember.

This half-acknowledgement of the wrong person is very similar to the excuses made by some heartless people to justify their philandering.

Shen Yangui would rather believe that these are common methods to deceive girls than to believe that His Majesty the Regent is so unqualified.

Mo Chengying sighed: time passed too long indeed, and she underestimated her own vigilance.

Why has he never done this before?

That spring, the mountains and fields were covered with small flowers. They came back from digging herbs and lay down on the hillside to sleep in the sun. He thought she had fallen asleep, so he pulled off her face towel with shaking hands.

What did you see?

Under the face towel, half of his face was covered in ink.

As if she had expected it, she opened her eyes, bared her big white teeth, and said to Mo Chengying with a proud face, "Am I good-looking?"

Mo Chengying had never been so speechless in his life.

Yongzhou is a good place.

A little girl of eight or nine years old has been trained to be more clever than a lotus joint.

Not trusting anyone is a necessary means to survive here, Mo Chengying can understand.

He could actually understand that Shen Yangui didn't remember him.

When Jiang Peirong was in Yongzhou, she was known as the Living Bodhisattva because she never stopped saving people.

There were many children like him in that small courtyard. After their injuries were healed, if they didn't leave immediately, they would follow Shen Yan after he returned, just like him.

Her appearance follows her mother's, especially her chin and mouth, but her height follows her father's. She is obviously not the oldest, but she stands out among the children.

Coupled with his bright mind, good skills, and loyalty, he is a real king of children.

If nothing else, go lie down on the hillside and bask in the sun.

Those were not just the memories of Mo Chengying and Shen Yangui.

Therefore, it was understandable that she could not remember herself, who had been in her life for less than a year and was the most taciturn among the crowd.

But understanding is understanding, and Mo Chengying is always a little disappointed.

"You should have left me a token then." Shen Yangui was unwilling to buy masks. She had had too many full-face and half-face masks since she was a child. But seeing that Mo Chengying liked it, she took out four cents and handed it to her. The stall owner said, "With the token, I might remember something."

"I kept it. The only sapphire safety buckle I had at that time." He had carried it with him since before he could remember. "It still has my name engraved on it."

Mo Chengying felt even more aggrieved, "In the end, you lost me."

Shen Yangui couldn't bear to see his look, and said with relief: "Safety buckle? My mother said that I have been carrying these belongings for a long time, and it is easy for people to recognize my identity through the objects, so I am not allowed to bring them, so I should leave them at home. Come back I'll ask my grandma, maybe she's still here."

Mo Chengying didn't want to say it, but he was afraid that Feng Juqing would make a fuss about the jade pendant in the future, so he said, "It's at Feng Juqing's place."

Sure enough, people never know what they have forgotten.

Because I can't remember it at all.

Shen Yangui opened her mouth. She couldn't remember such a big person. It was impossible for her to remember such a small Pingan.

"Sorry, I lost your stuff."

Mo Chengying pulled her over, lowered his head slightly, and said, "It's not mine, it's yours. What's mine is all yours, so..."

He prolonged his voice, and Shen Yangui asked repeatedly: "So?"

"Can you give me some too..."

Shen Yangui suddenly stood on tiptoe while the stall owner next to him wasn't paying attention.

A dragonfly touches the water.

Mo Chengying raised his eyebrows.

Even though they are a couple who have had everything happen before, they still feel so sweet when they are kissed.

"I'm hungry, let's go buy something to eat."

Shen Yangui was a little shy, broke away from her arms and ran forward.

There were more and more people in the market. Shen Yangui ran a few steps, turned around and scanned the crowd, and finally landed on Mo Chengying. As soon as he stopped, he was hit by someone. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stretched out her hand to block it. Otherwise it's time to be knocked into someone else's arms.

The person who hit her is gone, and she apologizes to the person she hit.

The man asked in surprise: "Yan'er?"

Shen Yangui raised his head when he heard the voice, "Brother Chuan Bai?" It was no coincidence that we met him at this time.

Yan'er?

Chuan Bai...brother?

Is Qingqing too enthusiastic about this person?

The man's intuition gave Mo Chengying a sense of crisis, and he subconsciously held Shen Yangui's hand tightly.

"Sure enough, it's you." Wen Chuanbai looked Shen Yangui up and down with surprise in his eyes, "I almost didn't recognize you with the way you were dressed."

Compared with the coarse gray clothes of the past, Shen Yan is now wearing a plain plum-edged fur-collared skirt. The skirt is embroidered with silk-embroidered crabapple dark patterns, and is covered with a fox-collar half-arm rouge short coat.

Although they match Mo Chengying's clothes, if you look carefully, you can tell that they are a newlywed couple.

However, Wen Chuanbai only had Shen Yangui in his eyes and did not pay attention to Mo Chengying at all.

He even felt that this man was a bit in the way, so he took a step to the side and asked with concern: "Where have you been these days? It's easy to find me."

This concerned tone made Mo Chengying frown.

Shen Yangui followed Wen Chuanbai and turned around, "It's a long story. Why is Brother Chuanbai here at this hour?"

Wen Chuanbai replied: "My mother and my roommate went to Jinxiufang to buy clothes. I just came out of Huichun Hall and took them back home on the way."

Mo Chengying is willing to be Shen Yangui's foil, but will not be Shen Yangui's foil with other men, "Who are you? What is your relationship with my family?"

Only then did Wen Chuanbai glance at him, "This is..."