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

Under the gentle breeze and drizzle in the spring light, the saplings sprout and grow, and the branches and leaves rotate, break out and stretch.

The budding roses are divided.

The raindrops formed a line and kept dripping.

When the wind blows, the trees and flowers dance with the wind, and a season passes in the blink of an eye.

Thunderstorms on summer afternoons roll over the ground with violent winds and black clouds roll over the city, one after another.

Shen Yangui looked at the dragons, phoenixes and candles outside the tent, and he probably understood why the people spoke so meaningfully about the dead woman in the Regent's Palace.

"Be good, dear, hold me, don't be afraid."

Compared with the physical pain, the unknown fear made her more at a loss.

There was a sound coming from somewhere, but she just subconsciously hugged him tightly.

"Your Majesty."

The voice was more like a request, but no one could tell whether the request at this time was asking him to continue moving forward or to stop and retreat.

The experience in her previous life made Mo Chengying very aware of how uncomfortable she was feeling at this moment, but he commanded the three armies and could command thousands of troops. However, some things were beyond his control.

Perhaps pain is the inevitable price of growing up.

"Qingqing, wait for me."

Shen Yangui reached out to cover her mouth. She thought she could, but Mo Chengying took her hand away.

"My lord, please don't."

When emotions reach a certain point, reason will disappear like smoke.

A circle of red gold tassels on the red curtain silently plays the joy of the wedding.

The naughty boy in the Hundred Sons Diagram also seemed to come to life, running happily with the candlelight, and the windmill in his hand turned rapidly.

Because of the wedding ceremony, everyone didn't leave until midnight, and they didn't go to bed until after the third watch.

Qingshuang was sitting on the steps at the door, hearing the sound of her young lady's pain inside, and wiped away her tears:

"My young lady is the best at enduring pain. Now that she is screaming so hard, this prince is too cruel."

Naturally, she is also an indifferent maid and has no idea what is being said.

The eldest maid Lu'e brought two maids to guard the door. Even if they were unmanned, they knew all the rules. When they heard Qing Shuang's words, they could only respond in silence.

The end of the fourth update.

Qingshuang heard her young lady crying and begging, "My lord, it hurts, don't want it."

I asked for water once.

Qingshuang wanted to follow her to see how her young lady was doing, but was stopped by two maids.

"Can you ask the prince not to punish the young lady? Why is the prince so angry? Just come to the slaves and spare our young lady?"

The two maids could understand her feelings, but I'm afraid they couldn't blame her on this matter.

Five watch.

Qingshuang listened to the young lady's voice getting hoarse and weak, and cried more and more sadly.

"I really can't do it anymore..."

There was another call for water inside.

"Good sister, please let the slave go in and take a look at the young lady. My young lady is the least afraid of pain. She is crying like this. Can you let the slave go in and take a look at her? Just take a look."

The maid wanted to explain, but she really couldn't explain it. Seeing Qingshuang like this, even if she went in, she would only cause trouble. She might offend the regent and bring everyone together to be punished.

"Oh, you...why are you crying? You don't understand anything, just wait outside."

The end of the fifth watch.

Shen Yangui did not speak, only a weak voice.

There was a call for water again.

Qingshuang covered her mouth and cried loudly. She thought of being with the young lady for so many years and being cared for by the young lady. She also thought of Zilu and Ziwu, and she was afraid that the young lady would not survive.

If the young lady is gone, how can she see the madam and the young lady?

They all say that the regent is cruel, and his reputation is well-deserved. Shen Qingyue is right, this place is a sea of ​​​​knife and fire, and the master is too cruel. He does not want his eldest daughter to suffer, so he pushes his own lady into this hell.

The more Qingshuang thought about it, the sadder she became. The maid guarding the door felt that she was going to faint from crying several times and stopped talking.

Fortunately, after calling for water this time, there was no other sound inside.

The regent and princess were asleep.

Shen Yangui had a dream.

Before she was fourteen, she was stationed in Yongzhou with her father. There was a forest near the military camp with lush foliage.

The weeds in the forest grow wildly and can reach up to the knees. The strong vines in the forest wrap around the towering trees and block out the sun.

Someone was injured and accidentally broke in. When he was dying, Shen Yan came back to save him. She was young at the time and simply bandaged him. As a thin and small person, she carried him on her back without hesitation. However, when she just came out of the forest, The person on her back disappeared, and the vines sprouted countless tentacles that seemed to engulf her.

Shen Yangui wanted to escape, but the vines locked her limbs.

Circle up.

Circle after circle, trapping her tightly, not giving her any room to move.

She opened her mouth to call for help, but was blocked.

The light in front of her eyes was obscured bit by bit by the dense leaves, and she was panicked and at a loss.

When the last bit of light disappeared, she opened her eyes suddenly.

Breathing was not as smooth as expected.

The face in front of him that was blurred because he was too close, wasn't it the Regent Mo Chengying?

!!!

unacceptable!

How could anyone do this while others are sleeping? !

Even if Shen Yangui has a good personality now, he can't help but have a little temper, but she turned her face to avoid it, but she couldn't avoid it at all.

The action that had been repeated hundreds of times last night was repeated again.

Instead, Mo Chengying looked like a victim and kept saying, "Qingqing, tell me, is this a dream?"

"This isn't a dream, is it?"

Rebirth was so unreal, he verified it over and over again.

Shen Yangui's fingers left bloody traces on his back.

It seemed that only this kind of pain could make him realize that rebirth was real.

"Qingqing, promise me not to leave me."

Outside the door, the sun shone on Qingshuang, and she closed her eyes. Then she heard the crying, weak voice of her young lady, and she suddenly opened her eyes - those eyes were swollen like walnuts, and they could no longer talk about it. opened suddenly.

But she did get up.

"Good sister, please let me in, my young lady is dying."

The maids guarding the door on the left and right lowered their heads, and they also heard that it was impossible.

Lu'e couldn't explain to Qingshuang. She didn't understand how someone with such an important position as the princess's personal maid could be such a dumbass?

More than loyal, not flexible enough.

stubborn.

Qingshuang also felt that the other party was stubborn and blocked her from entering.

At chen shi, it was already bright, and hot water was sent in again.

Lu'e asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, can you order breakfast?"

Mo Chengying lay on her side with her, his hands around her waist, lying on her shoulders, and asked softly: "Are you hungry?"

"……"no respond.

Shen Yangui is already meeting Zhou Xing.

Mo Chengying: "No need."

Lu E hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, according to the rules, the princess must be worshiped by the Hefu today."

Mo Chengying is not a person who sticks to etiquette, but this matter is not only a procedural rule, but also requires the whole government to recognize her identity as a princess.

"Qingqing."

Mo Chengying held Shen Yangui's shoulders and hugged her over. The two faced each other, "Would you like to get up and have a meal?"

Lu'e has been in the palace for some years, and has never heard the prince speak so gently.

Like cotton wool after being exposed to the sun, it is fluffy, soft, and has just the right amount of warmth.

Shen Yangui heard Mo Chengying speak in a daze, and he wanted to respond, but he was too tired.

"Husband, I'm sleepy..."

This sound, which had not yet woken up, was crisp and waxy, but it woke up the little regent.