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

Chapter 96 Medicinal Effect

Mo Chengying secretly exhaled again.

"Lin'an went to the south of the Yangtze River on a whim and stayed away for three months. Because she didn't return, Su Xiujian reported it and found her in the firewood shed at the back of Meiyuan. At that time, she was tied with an iron chain around her neck and was naked. Covered and covered with wounds..."

Princess Lin'an actually encountered such a tragic thing.

Shen Yan Guiguang felt cruel when he heard it, "When did it happen?"

Thinking that it had only been a few years since Lin'an got married, she was able to come out of such a big shadow in such a short period of time, and her heart was indeed strong.

Mo Chengying didn't have the brains to think about it now, "Maybe in a few years."

"..." I was speechless.

Shen Yangui chose to hold back his exclamation, "My husband made up stories to lie to me again."

Mo Chengying couldn't help but slid down, turned his head, and put his face close to it.

The warmth coming out of the layers of the sloping lapel was exactly the softness he wanted.

"I'm not lying to you, it happened in the past life. When Lin'an was brought back, his tongue was cut and his eyes were gouged out. He was already crazy. The imperial doctor diagnosed him with poison in his body, and he died not long after."

Previous life... He was really reborn from a previous life?

"My husband suspects that Su Xiujian imprisoned and abused the eldest princess in her previous life?"

Although there is no solid evidence, Mo Chengying is certain that the person who attacked Lin'an in the previous life was Su Xiujian.

"He seems to be an honest person, but his ability cannot keep up with his ambition, so he has to settle down. Lin'an has led him to rise to greatness, but above the clouds, everyone may have family background or strong strength, but he has nothing, but he still feels that Lin'an Let him be laughed at.”

Shen Yangui quietly took Mo Chengying's hand over and said, "If you give me a favor, I will fight with you."

"I have no ability, so I will vent my resentment on my woman. Today during the day, I saw that something was wrong with the amber, so I asked someone to check it, and found that it was..."

Mo Chengying felt that her wrist was a little colder, so she immediately pulled her hand back, hugged each other, and said warily: "What are you doing?"

But it was too late.

Shen Yangui put her hand on his pulse and understood clearly. She held his shoulder with one hand on one side of her body, turned over and wanted to sit on him.

"I'll help you."

Mo Chengying rolled over, turned his back to Shen Yangui, and said, "Qingqing, go back to your room and sleep. Don't worry about me."

Shen Yan leaned on his shoulder, played with his earlobes with her fingers, and said delicately: "Husband, I am your wife, can I be your antidote?"

"Huh -" Mo Chengying wanted to go crazy, "Be good, please, don't talk in my ear."

"Jingming, we are husband and wife, don't you want me?"

Mo Chengying had been drugged before and could easily tolerate it, so he never took these unsavory tricks seriously.

But now Shen Yangui's words actually activated the effectiveness of two bowls of soup at the same time.

Shen Yangui saw the sweat on Mo Chengying's forehead. She was afraid that Miss Zhao had used a folk remedy that didn't care about people's lives. She didn't dare to speak anymore. She turned around, opened the tureen, and took a small bite each.

Mo Chengying heard the sound of clinking porcelain and quickly stood up.

"Qingqing, don't drink."

"Three-branched nine-leaf grass, Wei Mao Lei Gong Teng... Shenqi Sanbian Decoction... It's a poisonous recipe."

One decoction is for strengthening, and the other is for stimulating. The two complement each other and can enhance each other's medicinal effects.

Shen Yangui's usually calm face turned a little more angry, "The Zhao family has such a dark heart, how could they put these two decoctions together for you to drink?"

Mo Chengying's eyes moved and he said succinctly: "That one was given by Feng Wanyan."

"Feng Wanyan? You shouldn't."

Shen Yangui always felt that he had a good eye for people, but Feng Wanyan had no feelings for the regent and was very afraid of him. It was not like he would take the initiative to drug the regent.

"During the day, I heard Mrs. Yongen Hou Shizi talking to Feng Wanyan. Feng Wanyan may not be favored at home."

Mo Chengying didn't know what happened in the Feng family's inner house, and he couldn't think about that now, "The Crown Prince Yong'en is here too."

What did Shen Yangui think of, "Did your husband just talk about that amber?"

"Sent from the palace."

"Queen Mother?"

"Ah."

In this way, Xiaoluzi should also be from the Queen Mother.

Shen Yangui didn't expect that a person he had never met before would actually want his life.

"If the Feng family does something like this, I will definitely not tolerate them. It's just that we are in Lin'an right now and it's hard to do anything. But please don't worry, I won't let them see the moon tomorrow night."

Reason was driven away by need, and the blood in his body doubled again. Mo Chengying had to open his mouth to breathe, and his heart beat loudly against his chest, as if it was about to burst.

Deep breathing had no relieving effect.

He couldn't help it anymore, "I'll talk to you about the details tomorrow."

Shen Yangui looked at Mo Chengying becoming more and more uncomfortable, "My mother-in-law is very powerful with golden needles, I can definitely help you."

She stood up to go out, but Mo Chengying held her back.

"If I ask my mother-in-law to resolve such a matter in the middle of the night, if the news spreads, do I, as the regent, still want to lose my face?"

"Then I'll do it!"

He was the one who took the initiative in the past, but now Shen Yangui knelt down in front of him, untied his waist, loosened his ties, and saw that the layers of collar were loosened.

Mo Chengying wanted to stop her, but he didn't dare to touch her, and his breathing became increasingly short.

He was so thirsty, he licked his dry lips, wanting to drink water.

Shen Yangui came up to kiss him, but he had already moved forward, but turned away at the critical moment.

Those bright red and plump lips were like flying feathers passing over her cheeks, easily shaking the mountain of reason.

A wildfire burned along the eight extraordinary meridians, and Mo Chengying felt the blood around him begin to boil.

"Jing Ming, it's not good for your health if you hold back like this."

Shen Yangui coaxed her, and her hands and knees, which were on the ground, slowly moved forward.

But every time she got closer, he stepped back an inch.

Until his back was against the wall, with no way to retreat.

The palms that landed on the ground gradually clenched into fists.

Mo Chengying's muscles were tense under his clothes. He gritted his teeth, turned his face sideways, his thick eyebrows were like swords, and his nose was like a mountain.

His pursed lips looked like a ruthless man.

It's just that the Adam's apple is working hard, rolling the saliva from the mouth into the abdomen little by little.

"No, Qing Qing."

He closed his eyes, his voice could no longer be controlled, his voice was hoarse and trembling slightly, he was hovering on the edge of danger.

Shen Yangui hooked his index finger and easily pulled open his belt. The tight-fitting clothes lost their restraints and fell loose. The deep collars were intertwined. The muscles that were trembling from the heart were looming.

She stood up and sat down. Before she could kiss him, he hugged her.

Mo Chengying's hands were like nooses, so strong that they seemed to be embedded into her bones.

But what he said was extremely restrained: "Dear dear, you can't eat it."

Shen Yangui also discovered it.

The ninth prince became the eighteenth prince.

She has to rely on him to control her half of her life and half of her life. Doesn't this cost her life?

But since she was his wife and a doctor, she couldn't help him no matter what.

"I-I can do it!"

The skin at the neckline seemed to have tentacles, hugging each other closely.

Mo Chengying couldn't let go, and the thoughts in his mind were almost crazy, beyond the ordinary scenes of union.

He felt like a possessed knife and a wolf about to transform under the blood moon.

Kissing wasn't enough, he wanted to bite.