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

The eldest princess of Lin'an knew very well that her little uncle was a human being and she would love him wholeheartedly. Even with her eyes closed, she knew how her little uncle would deal with Zhao Yirou.

But she couldn't control her curiosity.

Lin'an is Mo Chengying's niece, so her heart naturally goes to Mo Chengying. Even though she was wrong yesterday, she still wants to test her today.

She still wants to know how much sincerity she has towards her little uncle when he befriends a woman who loves her wholeheartedly.

Mo Chengying was about to refuse when Lin'an spoke first:

"The Zhao family comes from a scholarly family. I have always heard that Miss Zhao is very talented. Yesterday I saw her dancing very well. I don't think she has such tea skills. She is worthy of being the granddaughter of Mrs. Zhao. Her family background, talent and appearance are impressive."

Zhao Yirou looked shy, glanced at the regent timidly, and replied:

"Your Highness, the eldest princess, is so flattering that she is too embarrassed to deserve it."

Lin'an did not hesitate to praise the Zhao family's daughter with words, while keeping his eyes on Shen Yangui.

In the face of a powerful enemy, her aunt, the princess, didn't seem to have the slightest sense of crisis.

So he asked specifically: "What do Auntie Princess think?"

Shen Yangui looked away and echoed: "Miss Zhao's tea is quite good."

"Ordering tea is a new and elegant thing nowadays. I didn't expect the princess to be able to do it. I am bold. Since the princess knows tea, can you give me some advice?"

Zhao Yirou has a gentle voice and a meek appearance. She sounds extremely respectful and humble, making it impossible to find anything wrong with her.

But the sixteen-year-old girl is still too young for the three people sitting here.

The little daughter's family thinks that her words and deeds are perfect, but she is full of mistakes.

Especially the phrase "new elegant things" and "I didn't expect the princess to do it" were put together in the same place, which just made Mo Chengying disgusted.

Shen Yangui put down the tea cup in his hand and said gently: "I can't talk about advice. Miss Zhao's tea has dense clouds, bright complexion, and fragrant fragrance. It's very good to drink it, but it's just that."

The eldest princess of Lin'an liked Zhao Yirou's hidden secret. She saw that Shen Yan's words had a twist, but she was not in a hurry to speak, so she came to answer: "It's just? It seems that the princess and aunt are quite knowledgeable in this way, and Lin'an is also willing to listen."

"Tasting tea is like appreciating flowers. Each flower enters each eye, and each tea enters each mouth. If the prince likes it, it will be a blessing to keep this cup of tea."

Shen Yan came back and used tea as a metaphor, looked at Mo Chengying and said, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

The eldest princess of Lin'an was a little surprised: all women in the world hope that their husband will only dote on her, but she did not expect that the princess and aunt would be so generous.

There was no trace of reluctance on his face.

Mo Chengying glanced around with his peripheral vision, thinking that the Zhao family was just a representative, and those who had daughters at home might have their own intentions and want to send someone to the palace.

After all, he still cared about Taifu Zhao's face and did not directly knock the person down. He only looked at the tea cup and said: "I am no more than a rough man on the battlefield. I always eat meat and drink alcohol. I am a vulgar martial artist who does not understand the elegant affairs of the capital."

This sentence was directly aimed at Zhao Yirou's "elegant thing", which made her face turn blue and white, feeling a little embarrassed.

She murmured: "My lord, I dare not."

If he dares to ridicule his wife in front of him, even if the King of Heaven is here, Mo Chengying will have to protect her.

"The princess is so delicate that she really can't do such rough work. The palace has its own dedicated person to serve tea." He took Shen Yangui's hand and said, "The food and drinks in the palace are not tired of fine food and fine food. The princess has a pickier taste. This tea has a fragrant aroma." It's fresh and noble, but it's smeared with makeup and powder, so you can't even put it in your mouth."

Zhao Yirou lowered her head, the tea cup in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

She didn't expect the regent to be so rude, bluntly saying that she had done something like a servant, and calling herself tacky.

"The princess has a gentle and kind temperament, and she will say hello even after drinking vulgar tea. This is different for me. If the tea master's skills are not good, I will see that her hands are redundant, and the redundant things should not be left. In the world.”

Mo Chengying leaned against the table, with half-closed eyes and a smile on his lips. He touched Shen Yangui's hand with a hint of a coward, "Is it true that Miss Zhao made this tea for me today?"

His voice was lazy, and his face showed no trace of anger, but it was full of threats.

Zhao Yirou's hands were probably shaking because she had held the tea cup for too long.

"All the women in the world look up to the Princess. My daughter, I ordered tea today, and it is specially dedicated to the Princess."

Mo Chengying put Shen Yangui's hand on his face, "Qingqing, do you want to drink this tea?"

When Shen Yan returned to the original place, she still thought that because of the special status of the Taifu, Mo Chengying would choose to pretend to be deaf and mute to deal with the situation. Unexpectedly, he would be merciless and directly put an end to Zhao Yirou's thoughts.

It also shocked some people in the audience.

Shen Yangui looked at Zhao Yirou, "Miss Zhao, do you want to drink this tea?"

Zhao Yirou buried her head deeper and said, "Princess, this tea soup is a little cold. I'm afraid it will hurt your health if you eat it. I will go and make it again."

Because she had been kneeling for a long time, when she stood up to leave, some tea soup spilled on her hands. She didn't care and hurried back to her seat at home.

Mrs. Zhao Zhou saw her daughter returning with a full cup of tea, and her tone was a bit reproachful, "Why didn't you present it to the prince?"

"My daughter is not blessed. She cannot enter the eyes of the regent and enter the door of the regent's palace."

"Then the princess looks at Rourou and is weak, but she didn't expect to be so intolerant. She is not even willing to give you the position of concubine?"

Of course, a cup of tea won't buy you the right to enter, but you can always detect your breath.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao Zhou did not want her daughter to be a concubine, but the concubines in the regent's palace had a higher status than the concubines in the emperor's harem.

As long as she enters the door, she believes that with her daughter's ability, she will be able to sit on the position of concubine sooner or later.

Not to mention anything else, just being young is beyond the reach of the princess in her lifetime.

Zhao Yirou knelt down in front of the low table, finished warming the tea cup and tea cup, and began to add the tea paste.

She looked away and said with some resentment: "It's not that the princess cannot tolerate others, it's that the prince cannot tolerate others."

"What are you talking about? I look at you. It's just because your life is so smooth. When you encounter a slight setback, you give up on yourself." Zhao Zhou glanced above from the corner of his eye, "How can a man dislike his woman? Many?"

Zhao Zhou took another Jianzhan and said, "You are young and don't know that the princess's father was also famous in Beijing for being infatuated. He ran away with someone regardless of filial piety. What happened next? Didn't you marry her as your wife? She had several concubines, and she loved her life and death, but in the end she had only one concubine.

If she hadn't given birth to a good daughter, she would still be a joke and have no face. How could she appear on such an occasion? "

She was still jealous of Jiang Peirong in her tone. Not only did she once have a relationship that was unique to her, but now she was on an equal footing with the ladies from aristocratic families.

You still have to be ordered to do it.

This shows how important it is for children to strive for success.

The tea was stirred in the cup, and Zhao Zhoushi persuaded her: "Men are not born for infatuation. You entered the palace not to gain that love, but to be the lintel of our Zhao family. Your brother was in the previous court. If you work hard and contribute in the palace, you are the hope of the Zhao family."

hope?

The speed in Zhao Yirou's hands slowed down a bit, and she couldn't help but look at her seat:

My mother had said this in the past, but at that time she heard that the regent was ferocious, bloodthirsty and brutal, and that joining the government was a man's business, and serving the regent was just a matter of closing one's eyes and biting one's teeth.

When we met for the first time last night, I felt a little motivated to fight.

“I looked at the princess as a person, except for her appearance, her character and ability were not outstanding.

How long will it take to serve others with sex?

How can she compare to you?

Sometimes fate is predetermined, and Jiang is a lesson learned from the past. Just like her mother, the princess will fall out of favor sooner or later. "