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

Lin Huiru was so angry that she wanted to drag the maid out and beat her to death with sticks.

"Madam, there is news from the prison that we can go visit Master now."

"What did you say?" Lin Huiru couldn't believe it.

The maid repeated, "You can visit Master Lin and Madam Lin in prison now."

It was Shen Yangui who issued a special order to allow people from the Anyuan Marquis's Mansion to be visited, but in order to avoid suspicion, none of the nobles in the capital dared to go to the prison.

Including the wife of the Marquis of Anyuan’s family.

Earl Anyuan was originally the youngest legitimate son of the Lin family. Lin Huiru had watched her younger brother grow up, so she didn't care about any impact at the moment.

Even if it would implicate the Shen family, she didn't care.

Lin Huiru ordered people to prepare her brother's favorite food and favorite wine, and immediately drove to the prison.

Before seeing her brother, she stuffed a bag of silver into the jailer's pocket, hoping to stay there a little longer.

The jailer weighed the object and ordered the cell door to be opened.

Before Lin Huiru got close, she smelled a strong smell of urine.

Earl Anyuan had been beaten with a hundred sticks in the army. Because he did not receive timely and systematic treatment, his legs could no longer stand. Naturally, there was no one to help him with his bowel movements in prison, and the foul smell came from his body.

He was lying on the straw with a deathly pale face, but when he saw his sister, he immediately crawled over to her.

"Sister, sister, please find a way to rescue me. Please, rescue me. I really can't stay in this damn place for even a moment..."

Perhaps he also knew that there was no hope of being released from prison, so he turned around and begged, "Sister, please give me a bottle of Hedinghong, or arsenic will do, so that I can die more comfortably, please."

How could Lin Huiru give poison to her own brother?

She looked at the bloodstains on her brother's body, wiped her tears, and opened the food box with shaking hands. "You are the only descendant of our Lin family. I will save you even if I risk my life. Just bear with it."

After returning home, Lin Huiru took three thousand taels of silver notes and went to the prison again to hand them over to the jailer.

For no other reason than hoping that the people in prison would be nicer to his brother.

Shen Ting didn't even let anyone send back a message, which showed that he was determined to draw a clear line between himself and the Lin family. Lin Huiru now only had one person to rely on.

Lu Anyong.

"Madam, don't worry. I have been running around these days, planning for you, my benefactor, without stopping."

Lu An couldn't be considered lying by saying this.

These days he racked his brains to see Jiang Congrong, and finally waited for Jiang Peirong to leave. However, since the owner was not at home, everyone had to report when entering or leaving the Princess' Mansion, and could only leave after permission.

Jiang Congrong did tell Jiang Peirong that he wanted to go out for a walk, but Jiang Peirong refused on the grounds that his health was not yet fully recovered, and always said that she would take him out to the street in person in two days.

It’s just that there are too many things to do in the Imperial Medical Bureau, and Jiang Peirong is a medical geek, so when she gets busy, she easily forgets about her brother.

Lu An made preparations for both scenarios, planning to send Shen Qingyue to the Princess's Mansion and use her to pass the message for him.

Now he is ready for everything.

"I have arranged this matter properly. Everything is ready. It only takes a moment. When the time comes, Miss Shen will have to suffer."

"It doesn't matter. As long as she can save her uncle, she's willing to do it."

Lu Anyong didn't care about An Yuanbo's life or death. He even hoped that An Yuanbo would die, and it would be best if Shen Lin would go to hell as well.

If these people didn't die, how could that little girl Shen Qingyue have any hatred?

Without hatred, how can you serve as his knife and help him kill people?

Lin Huiru did not hang herself on this line. She half-begged and half-threatened the Duke Su's Mansion to help, and invited the princess to come to the mansion to give her a chance to plead in person.

As the leader of the meritorious and old ministers, Duke Suguo had a good relationship with Marquis Anyuan in the past. But now, all the meritorious and old ministers have been suppressed, but his Han family is going against the trend.

Their son was about to be awarded a title, and if they acted too heartlessly at this critical juncture, there was no guarantee that someone would not be trying to trip up their Duke's Mansion behind their backs.

In special times, it is better to be cautious.

After all, the Duke's Mansion only provides an opportunity. Whether it can succeed depends entirely on Shen Lin herself.

?Pepper House Palace.

The sunlight shone obliquely into the room, falling on the orchid on the desk.

Shen Yangui was reviewing documents at his desk while Mo Chengying was taking care of the child beside him.

The little princess crawled happily on the carpet, and sometimes wanted to bother her mother, but was caught by her father and taken back. When she was tired of playing, she wanted to go to sleep.

Mo Chengying then used it as his daughter's crib.

Occasionally she would look up at the father and daughter. The little one lying on her father's chest looked exceptionally small and well-behaved.

Lu'e thought about taking the little princess away so as not to disturb the prince's rest.

Mo Chengying didn't even open his eyes and raised his hand: No one can touch the apple of his eye.

Shen Yangui smiled, lowered his head and continued to deal with state affairs.

Qingshuang entered and saw the princess sleeping. She tiptoed to Shen Yangui's side, knelt down and whispered:

"Your Highness, Princess, the Duke of Su's Mansion has sent an invitation."

"Leave it alone."

Shen Yangui didn't even raise his head.

"An invitation from Duke Su's Mansion?"

Only after his daughter fell into a deep sleep did Mo Chengying come to his wife. Seeing the invitation on the table, he picked it up, lay down, used Shen Yangui's legs as a pillow, and looked up.

"At this time, the crabapple blossoms have fallen, the red plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, and the frost buds are about to wither. There are no festivals before and after, and it is the right time for banquets. It's hard for the Han family to come up with such a name to invite you to their house."

Shen Yangui continued while writing in red, "The title is not important, what's important is to invite the person."

"So are you going to go, someone as important as you?"

"Why not go?"

Shen Yangui closed the memorial and said, "I heard Lin'an tell me an interesting story. I can just go to the Duke Su's Mansion to see the excitement."

Mo Chengying asked curiously, "What's interesting?"

Shen Yangui was about to put down her pen when she caught a glimpse of her husband's handsome face from the corner of her eye. She lowered her head and painted on his forehead with a red brush.

"Han Xiucheng, the son of Duke Su, left the capital not long after his marriage. He was gone for seven years. Now he has returned and brought a younger sister to his wife."

The tip of the pen fell on his forehead, and Mo Chengying closed his eyes and listened, "What's the fun of being unfaithful and unlucky?"

It's not as interesting as having my beloved paint on my forehead.

It's really dirty to the ears.

"The Prince Han is a 'lovesick man', and he has a deep love for the younger sister. He intends to use his military merits to exchange for the younger sister's position as his equal wife."

"absurd!"

There is always only one principal wife, and to put it bluntly, a co-wife is still a concubine.

"How can there be a concubine in our dynasty?" Mo Chengying was quite ashamed of this. "To let your beloved be your concubine is really a sign of deep love."

The etiquette of Daxia stipulates that if a husband wants to take a concubine, he must obtain the approval of his wife. The father of Mrs. Song, the wife of the Crown Prince of Duke Su, once served as a royal tutor. As the daughter of a noble civil servant, she is naturally proud.

It’s not that she can’t take a concubine for her husband, but she absolutely cannot do it for such an inexplicable reason.

"The letter Lin'an heard said that the Song family wanted to divorce. No matter how stupid Duke Su is, he would not be confused about such a thing, especially at this time, so I have to take this opportunity to go and take a look."