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

Su rushed over and hugged the corner of his clothes with both hands.

Legitimate mother?

It's ridiculous.

Who gave her the face?

Mo Chengying had a look of disgust on her face and was too lazy to even kick her, so Poshan pushed her away.

The old woman, who was nearly sixty years old, could not withstand the fall and could not catch her breath for a long time.

Su Xin hurried to Su Shi, "Grand Empress Dowager, Grand Empress Dowager...are you okay? Please don't scare me."

Is she still the Empress Dowager at this time?

Mo Chengying glanced at Su Xin.

She is an elder member of the Su family.

A trusted maidservant always thinks what her master is thinking, makes suggestions, and does evil for her master.

It is possible that the induced labor drug used by the Queen Mother was replaced by this old slave herself.

Mo Chengying signaled with his eyes and raised his Poshan hand. Immediately, two people came in and dragged Su Xin out.

"What are you doing? Let me go? Grand Empress Dowager, Grand Empress Dowager..."

Su struggled to stand up and saw a bench in the yard. Two palace maids were holding Su Xin down.

"Lord Regent! I did nothing wrong! You are taking human life lightly. How can you kill innocent people? I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

This is what she deserves for being an accomplice to the evil.

Mo Chengying was too lazy to talk nonsense, "This king just loves to kill innocent people."

When you encounter someone unreasonable, you have to submit no matter how reluctant you are.

The long stick fell, and Su Xin screamed, cried, and begged for mercy.

"Master, ah! Please save me, oh, I am old, ah! Please save me."

Having been together for many years, Su and her maid Su Xin are not sisters but are better than sisters. She wanted to stop the execution but was stopped by the palace servants at the door.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, and you have the guts to come after me. Why torture these slaves? They are just following orders."

Mo Chengying: "This is directed at you."

Su listened to Su Xin's wailing, and simply lowered herself to kneel down and beg for mercy:

"Please forgive her, Your Majesty. What happened before was all my fault. I shouldn't have been jealous of your mother and shouldn't have attacked her."

Su pounded her chest and said, "I am an old woman with a worthless life. It is not a pity to die. I beg Your Majesty to give Su Xin a quick death and stop torturing them like this."

Mo Chengying quietly admired her expression, remaining indifferent.

After the caning, Su Xin was lying on the open space in the yard, dying.

The summer afternoon sun was blazing, and all the old people in Shou'an Palace followed suit and were beaten to death.

In the end, Su was the only one left in the huge Shou'an Palace.

Looking at the corpses all over the yard, Su stopped crying and begging, "I know you are avenging your mother and killing the people who served me. You want me to die miserably here alone, right?"

"You think too much."

Mo Chengying stood up and said, "Come here, break Su's legs, send her to the ancestral temple, and make her kneel down before the tablet of Empress Zhaoren - and repent!"

Poshan: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"No, no no! No! You can't do this!"

Su struggled desperately, "Why should I kneel down to that bitch? She seduced the emperor! She deserves to die! I am the queen!! She is just a concubine! She should bow to me!"

"Mo Chengying, you still want to ascend the throne in the future. If you act like this, aren't you afraid that the people of the world will rise up in opposition?"

ridiculous!

Not to mention that she didn't want to ascend the throne, even if she did, would the people of the world oppose her for the sake of a forgotten old woman?

Does she think that all her subjects are brainless?

Seeing that Mo Chengying didn't react, Su began to curse:

"You're a wicked husband! You're the son of a bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

She supported her aging body and tried to fight back with all her might, but before she could get up, she was crushed by the broken mountain.

"what--"

With a scream, Su's leg bones were broken.

"You will not die a good death. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go—"

He is not afraid of living people, so how could he be afraid of an illusory ghost?

After taking revenge without a doubt, Mo Chengying didn't feel too moved. He just walked out of the hall. The sunlight was dazzling.

The wind lifted his sleeves, and he inexplicably wanted to hug his beloved.

When I came out of Shou'an Palace, I looked up and actually saw her.

The sunlight fell through the gaps between the leaves, casting a layer of golden fragments on her body. Shen Yangui was holding a small orange trumpet-shaped flower in her hand, and her whole body was glowing.

"How did you come?"

Mo Chengying walked over quickly with a joyful tone.

"These days I can see you when I wake up during lunch break, but today I can't see you. I miss you so much that I can't wait to come out to look for you."

When Shen Yangui woke up and heard that her husband had gone to Shoukang Palace, she followed him.

She wasn't here to stop him from avenging his mother.

It's just that when you meet old people and hear old stories, it's inevitable that there will be some harsh words.

She came... to hug her husband.

"I found a little flower on the road, and I give it to you."

This flower is called Forget-Sorrow.

Shen Yangui put the little flower to his ear, took his hand, shook it, and said in a brisk voice:

"I heard that the first lotus flower of the summer has bloomed in the Imperial Garden. Let's go and take a look."

If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Mo Chengying hugged her in his arms.

"Don't worry." Shen Yangui stroked his back and said, "I have asked Song'er and Bing'er to find a reason to detain her in Fu'an Palace. She won't meet us."

Since Qingqing is doing things, Mo Chengying naturally doesn't need to worry.

"It's hot, it's time to cool them down."

It's time to clean up Cai Chong and others.

The sooner the court is cleared up, the better he can spend a few days of peace and quiet with her before she goes off to war.

Shen Yangui nodded, "Let's go to the palace. It's always inconvenient here."

Cai Chong is not Shen Qingyue. Everyone in the palace is his own people. If he fails to strike a balance, giving in too much will arouse suspicion.

He is old, and it is not easy for him to plan something. All his efforts over the years cannot be in vain.

The matter of going to the temporary palace was left to the Shaofu.

The list of accompanying personnel was quickly finalized.

Lin'an, Shen Yuanyuan, Jiang Peirong and Jiang Congrong went with them, and Shen Qingyue also went as the princess's sister.

According to the previous rules, several senior ministers in the court would naturally follow, including Cai Chong, Zou Zhengyan and others.

Upon hearing that Imperial Tutor Zhao was not feeling well, the Regent Prince Long En allowed him to go with him to escape the summer heat and to take care of his family.

On the way out of the palace, news came from the ancestral temple:

Su died.

A commoner without any relatives was wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave.

Her life ended, and all the grievances and grudges of her generation also ended.

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The palace had no high walls to protect him, so Shen Yangui only practiced some basic skills early in the morning and at night, and spent the whole day studying military tactics.

After not seeing each other for three days, Shen Yangui looked at the time and took Qingshuang to bring Mo Chengying some summer heat-relief soup.

In the Qinxian Hall, the prince was discussing matters with court officials.

Qingshuang supported Shen Yangui and turned back, just in time to see Shen Qingyue coming over.

"Hello, sister. It's been a while. How are you doing?"

Her eyes fell on Shen Yangui's bulging belly.

Shen Yangui looked at Shen Qingyue and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You look more and more radiant. It seems like you have encountered some happy event?"

"It's not a happy event." Shen Qingyue gathered her hair proudly, "It's just that the prince feels sorry for my sister's pregnancy and doesn't want her to move, so he asked me to come and serve her more often."

Shen Yangui's face froze, and he looked obviously disappointed.