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

Shen Yangui listened to the sound of wine pouring from the wine pot and glanced at it: Nine-bend Mandarin Duck Pot, an old trick.

ignore him.

At the end of the banquet, court officials and envoys stood up, bowed, and left in an orderly manner.

This year is the first year that Jiang Peirong and her brother are reunited. Due to Jiang Congrong's special status, it is inconvenient for him to enter the palace. In order to accompany her brother, Jiang Peirong has not appeared in the palace since she came once for a banquet for all ministers.

Princess Lin'an saw her uncle sleeping on her aunt's shoulder, and came over to hug Shen Yuanyuan. Shen Yangui said:

"Send someone to tell King Wudamohe and Princess Danzhu that there will be a banquet in the Jiaofang Palace tomorrow, and they will be invited separately. You should come with them."

"Okay, little aunt."

Lin An rubbed Shen Yuanyuan's face with both hands, "Yongjia little Junzhu, wake up! We are going to set off fireworks!"

Most of the people in the hall had left, and Shen Yangui shook his shoulders.

"Wake up, it's over."

“……”No echo.

Shen Yangui shook his shoulders again.

Mo Chengying slid down from her shoulder and rested his head on her legs.

Shen Yangui brought over the Nine-bend Mandarin Duck Pot and whispered as he poured the wine: "Can a few glasses of water make you drunk? If you keep pretending like that, I'll be really angry."

She took a sip: "Wine?"

He poured another glass, still of wine.

In other words, in the second half, he was toasting with others, one cup after another, he was really drinking!

In an instant, Shen Yangui felt that the smell of alcohol on Mo Chengying became particularly strong.

"what happened?"

Shen Yangui frowned and asked Poshan, his tone was really angry, "Who gave you the courage? How dare you give the prince so much wine?!"

She wiped the wine that had not yet dried on his neck with a handkerchief.

Poshan felt a little wronged, he knelt down and said aggrievedly:

"The prince said that he made you, Princess, angry and wanted to drink himself to death... to vent your anger."

Shen Yangui: "..."

Poshan raised his eyelids and looked at the princess tremblingly, looking extremely pitiful.

"I tried to persuade him just now, but the prince said that if I didn't give him wine, he would revoke the marriage between me and Qingshuang and give Qingshuang to Master Wen of Wuzhou."

"He dares!" Qing Shuang blurted out, "You stupid thing!"

Qiu Sui and Dong Xi coughed twice, and several people raised their heads.

Shen Qingyue slowly fell behind the crowd, and when she was about to reach the palace gate, she turned back.

"Sister, is the prince okay?"

"Shen Qingyue, don't say I didn't warn you!"

It is Mo Chengying who needs to pretend to be gentle in front of Shen Qingyue, while Shen Yangui just needs to let himself go.

She said coldly, "If you dare to take another step on the high platform, I will arrest you immediately for treason."

"you dare!"

"You can try."

Shen Yangui touched Mo Chengying's face lovingly, as gently as if he was touching a puppy, and looked into Shen Qingyue's eyes, full of provocation.

The prince who was able to protect him is now drunk and unconscious.

Shen Qingyue thought about this man who dared to kill even her father, so she didn't dare to act rashly. However, she was unwilling to retreat because of her words, so she stood where she was.

Shen Yangui: "Qingshuang~"

"The slave is here!"

Qingshuang realized that he would not be able to intimidate others if he went alone, so he looked around and pulled out the goose-feather knife from the broken mountainside.

The knife was too heavy. She held it with both hands, and her center of gravity was unstable. She began to tremble after taking only a few steps.

Poshan was really afraid that she would hit her own foot.

Shen Qingyue was even more afraid. She took a step back and said, "Shen Yangui, you are so presumptuous. Aren't you afraid that the prince will hold you accountable when he wakes up tomorrow?"

"You're asking me? Humph~ Envoys from all nations have gathered in Daxia, and everyone respects me. Who do you think you are? Do you still expect the prince to make enemies with the whole world for you?"

The Linde Hall was empty. Shen Yangui responded loudly, "Are you worthy?"

Shen Qingyue was so angry that her face turned red, but she was helpless.

"Poshan, stop the carriage in front of the Linde Palace."

With a sound of Poshan, he took the knife from Qingshuang's hand before leaving.

Shen Yangui picked up Mo Chengying and carried him horizontally, stepping forward.

Shen Qingyue looked at her and said angrily with dissatisfaction: "Shen Yangui! A forced melon is not sweet. The prince doesn't want to touch you at all now. Why do you want to humiliate yourself?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's sweet or not, I just like to force it."

Shen Yangui stopped beside Shen Qingyue, his eyes fixed on her red face.

Thinking of her leaving during the meal, he couldn't help but want to provoke her again.

"Shen Qingyue, when you have the ability to stand in my position, come and talk to me again."

Shen Yangui kicked Shen Qingyue on the back of the knee, and Shen Qingyue screamed "Ah" and fell to his knees.

Her knees hit the steps and tears instantly filled her eyes.

"Miss, are you okay?" Fangyin offered her support with both hands.

Shen Qingyue collapsed on the ground, the pain made her unable to stand up for a while.

She remembered what Zhao Qizhen said.

"I didn't intend to do that, Shen Yangui! You forced me to do it!"

Shen Qingyue said secretly in her heart:

"Your Majesty, don't blame me, blame Shen Yangui if you want to!"

"Don't worry, I will treat you well when things are done in the future, and I will never let you down for the kindness you showed me today!"

There were long steps at the entrance to the palace. Shen Yangui stood at the entrance and said through gritted teeth:

"Mo Jingming! If you don't wake up, I'll throw you down!"

“……”Still no sound.

It doesn't look like he's pretending.

The carriage stopped, and Poshan rushed over impatiently, taking it with both hands:

"Princess, let me carry the prince down."

Shen Yangui slightly turned sideways to avoid Poshan.

"No need."

Last year, when he had just recovered from a serious injury, he carried himself on his back and climbed the thousand steps of Hongluo Mountain.

I got drunk tonight just to make myself forgive him.

Besides, Jingming hates being touched by others the most.

Shen Yangui shook the person in his arms. With every step he took, he felt the person was going to fall out of his arms. He finally got the person onto the carriage, and his arms were almost broken.

She swung her arms. "As heavy as a pig."

Mo Chengying vomited and sat up crookedly. Shen Yangui hurriedly found a bowl for him to vomit.

She reached out to pat his back again, but he suddenly turned around and held her, pushing her down.

Shen Yangui was still worried that Mo Chengying was going to vomit, and was afraid that he would vomit in her mouth. But when she thought about it... she couldn't think about it at all, so she used her hands and feet to kick him away.

But he is very strong.

Not only don't let go.

And knock open the teeth.

Even if they are husband and wife, this is not acceptable!

When his mouth was forced to open, Shen Yangui felt like the sky was falling.

So disgusting, I don’t want to live anymore.

Her arms and legs dropped naturally, she gave up struggling, her heart was dead:

"Goodbye, mother. I will leave this world tonight."

Mo Chengying felt that his beloved was like a piece of fish, at the mercy of others, and he felt both amused and angry.

He pressed his nose against hers and said in a hoarse voice:

"What's your reaction?"