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

Jiang Peirong knew her daughter's temper very well, and she was a little at a loss, "Yan'er, can you listen to your mother's advice?"

Shen Yangui remained unmoved, "Why don't you go quickly!"

Hua Rong watched the regent descend the steps and come over here, half dragging and half dragging Jiang Peirong to the side.

Shen Ting was born as a military general. Although he was getting older, his skills were still there. He had the intention to beat Chun Fu, Xia An, Qiu Sui and Dong Xi to the ground, but after all, he was concerned about the impact.

For the sake of the Shen family's face, he gritted his teeth and spoke in a lower voice, but his words did not give in.

"Shen Yangui, are you now climbing a high branch and relying on the power of the regent to do this to your biological parents?"

Shen Yangui didn't want to take advantage of him, "Shen Ting, you underestimate me. I, Shen Yangui, never need to rely on anyone's power."

She used to endure humiliation in the Shen Mansion for the sake of her mother-in-law and sister, but now these two people are by her side.

Not in the Shen Mansion.

Shen Yangui glanced at the weapons placed on the long table. She raised her legs high and placed her heels on the handle of the knife. The long knife spun several times in the air, reflecting dazzling light.

She held her sister in one hand and received the knife in the other.

With a slight twist of his wrist, the long knife was instantly placed on Shen Ting's neck.

"You betrayed my mother, killed your elder brother and two younger brothers, and now you bully Yuanyuan wantonly. I will send you to see my brother today!"

"you dare!"

Shen Ting did not retreat, but took a step forward.

"Yuanyuan, close your eyes."

This was not the first time that Shen Yuanyuan saw her sister and her father arguing. She did not realize the seriousness of the scene. The little one was clumped on her sister's chest, her hands obediently wrapped around her sister's neck, and she buried her face in her sister's chest.

"Sister, calm down!"

Shen Qingyue was taking a walk with others in Meilin. The servants of the Zhao family came over in a hurry and told her that something had happened to her family. She hurried over.

Seeing Shen Yangui pointing his sword at his father from a distance, he immediately spread his hands flat and stopped in front of Shen Ting.

"Sister, you are the princess now, and your words and deeds are all unobtrusive. If you point a knife at your father like this, isn't it just making people laugh at our Shen family? If anything happens, let's talk about it when we get home, okay?"

Shen Ting sarcastically said: "If she was afraid of people's words, she would never put a knife on her biological father's neck."

Shen Yangui retorted: "If you were responsible, you wouldn't force your own daughter to kill her father."

The situation is tense.

She kindly reminded: "Shen Qingyue, you and I have no relationship as sisters. I advise you to get out of the way!"

Shen Qingyue was raised in her maternal grandfather's house when she was a child, and she didn't have much direct grudges with Shen Yangui. But with her mother Shen Lin around, the two couldn't become true sisters.

At this moment, she was protecting her father, making Shen Yangui look like an outsider.

Shen Ting pushed Shen Qingyue aside, looked at Shen Yangui and said:

"I owe you for giving birth to you and raising you. This is my debt as a child..."

Shen Yangui corrected him: "You made a mistake. It was my mother-in-law who gave birth to me and raised me."

Shen Ting also had a sense of risk, "I know you want to kill your father. It's not just a matter of days. Come on, do it."

"Father, please stop saying a few words."

Shen Qingyue was so anxious that she stamped her feet. She looked at Jiang Peirong, "If my sister kills her father in public, even if the regent favors her, the courtiers will force her to death."

When things have developed to this point, Shen Yangui doesn't care about the consequences. How can she be polite to Shen Ting?

The hand was withdrawn, and the sharp knife was pointed at Shen Ting's chest.

Daxia ruled the world with filial piety, and killing one's father in public was a serious crime.

Jiang Peirong didn't want her daughter to bear such an infamy, and she didn't want her daughter to pay for such a person in the future. However, she didn't have any better ideas at the moment, so she avoided the obstruction of Huarong and Qingshuang and actually blocked her body in front of Shen Ting.

Shen Yangui was unable to retract the knife with one hand, and saw that it was going to penetrate his mother-in-law, and his eyes were full of panic.

Mo Chengying grasped the long knife in time.

The sharp blade missed his palm by two inches.

There are a few more dazzling drops of red in the snow.

"Jingming."

Mo Chengying let go and Shen Yangui lost the knife. She put Shen Yuanyuan down and turned Mo Chengying's hand away, "Does it matter?"

Then he said: "Chun Baobao, hurry up and call the government doctor."

"No need." Mo Chengying stopped the spring mattress and comforted Shen Yangui, "It's a small injury, there's no need to make it public."

Injuring your parents and hurting the regent are easy to make a fuss about.

Qingqing has endured enough criticism, and he doesn't want to give it to anyone anymore.

Jiang Peirong took out the needle bag she had with her and inserted a few needles into several acupuncture points on Mo Chengying's wrist, including Taiyuan, Lingdao, and Shenmen, which miraculously stopped his bleeding.

Shen Yan took the handkerchief and bandaged Mo Chengying for the time being, and then looked up at her mother - she was extremely angry at her mother's behavior just now.

But looking at her mother's face, the anger in her eyes turned into helplessness.

"Auntie, is this scum worth it? Why are you afraid of him?"

"I know it well."

Although he was anxious just now, Jiang Peirong did not use his vitals to block it. Even if he was hit by the knife, he would not die.

After saying that, Jiang Peirong's voice returned to its previous softness, without any ripples, without any life, and continued:

"There are no bad parents in the world. Not to mention that you are a princess, even if you are the emperor, you cannot blatantly attack your own father."

Shen Ting wanted to say something else, but Mo Chengying slowly turned his face, "Master Shen, do you want to test this king's bottom line?"

Jiang Peirong saw that the regent would not blame her daughter for accidentally hurting her, so she went to hug Shen Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, let's go home."

Shen Yuanyuan didn't want to go back, but thinking that her sister couldn't hold her mother back, she immediately hugged Mo Chengying's legs.

She hid behind Mo Chengying and said nothing. She just looked at Shen Ting with a stubborn look on her face, her eyes filled with fear, anger, disgust, and some uncertainty.

Shen Ting's fire that had just been extinguished ignited again, "If you can, don't go back in your life."

"That's all. Yuanyuan has been raised by her sister since she was a child. She was frightened, so she should stay with her sister tonight."

Shen Ting was dissatisfied again, "You just let me do this..."

"Okay! Let's go back."

Jiang Peirong's calm tone finally became a little more angry, and she said again: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please leave."

Even though Shen Ting was dissatisfied, he still considered etiquette and hugged his fists towards Shen Yangui and his wife.

Before leaving, Shen Qingyue went to Mo Chengying to wish him well, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Yangui looked at the backs of his parents leaving, took a deep breath and let it out, then reached out to hug Shen Yuanyuan.

Mo Chengying picked him up first and said, "Go ahead and leave Yuanyuan to me."

After such a commotion, he knew that Shen Yangui was worried about his mother, "You know that I don't care about anything except you. If I can take the opportunity to take your mother over, I will be very happy."

Since his brother left, Shen Yan has left no one behind.

Over the years, with the support of her mother-in-law and sister, she has constantly suppressed herself, endured, compromised, and made concessions.

The only thing she can do is to protect her sister's nature as much as possible.

Just like when my brother protected me.

Mo Chengying's words in front of her were like a mountain, firmly supporting Shen Yangui's back, giving her a long-lost strength in her heart.

The white snow reflected the sunlight. She looked up at Mo Chengying and felt rainbow light shining around him.

"Go and have a good chat with my mother-in-law."

Of course, Mo Chengying could use his power to force Shen Ting to kneel down, let him go, or do anything.

But he knew that his Qingqing was proud at heart, and she preferred to solve some things by herself.

Shen Yangui wanted to say thank you to him, but felt that it was too intrusive. She glanced at him with gratitude and turned around to go to the courtyard where the Shen family lived.

Green frost and green calyx closely follow the spring, Xia'an, autumn and winter jubilee.

Mo Chengying hugged Shen Yuanyuan and sat on the high platform. As soon as he sat down, Shen Yuanyuan hugged Mo Chengying's big hand and blew air.

"Yuanyuan whirls for my brother-in-law, and my brother-in-law won't feel any pain."

She had just stopped crying. She spoke with a thick nasal voice and occasionally sniffed. She looked so pitiful.

Mo Chengying's sharp eyes noticed the dried blood on her sleeves, thinking that Shen Yan was so good-tempered now that she had returned, but still had to find someone to reason with, guessing that the matter was not simple.

He hugged Shen Yuanyuanfu into his arms again and coaxed:

"Yuanyuan, tell brother-in-law, who made you cry before?"