Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent

  Chapter 332 I’m always ashamed to speak up

  Xiao Yan sighed and took the reins. Just about to leave, he saw Wen Shiqing coming here from a distance. He quickly rode his horse and said hello, “Old Wen.” He grinned with white teeth.

  Wen Shiqing glanced at him somewhat unexpectedly, and said politely: “Duke Jingguo.”

   “Today I know that you Lao Wen is the most **** person, you friend, I am settled.” Xiao Yan announced loudly.

  Wen Shiqing’s mouth twitched, some not wanting to pay attention to him, got on his own carriage and got ready to leave.

  Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan followed up on horseback, walked by the car window, and talked with him.

  Finally, he followed him back to Wen’s House and had a meal before leaving.

  When Wen Tingyun came back, he happened to ran into the back of Xiao Yan leaving outside the door, and asked: “Father, why is Duke Jingguo here?”

  Wen Shiqing was a little bit dumbfounded, “He might be here to eat.”

  Wen Tingyun was a little surprised.

  Wen Shiqing said, “Go in and talk about it.”

   Entering the mansion gate, Wen Shiqing said solemnly: “You are not in the court hall today. I don’t know what happened in the court hall. I think the emperor has already renounced the regent.”

Wen Tingyun frowned, but immediately said: “For so many years, the regent has done too much for the great cause, calming the world, antagonizing foreigners, and assisting the emperor to stabilize the great cause. Now that the great cause is stable, the emperor does not want to hide in the regent anymore. Behind.”

   “He doesn’t want to hide, so what?” Wen Shiqing frowned.

  Although he asked like this, he actually already had the answer in his heart.

  The father and son glanced at each other tacitly, and they did not discuss the topic again.

  Wen Tingyun just returned to the yard when he saw Lu Yingying sitting in the yard doing needlework.

  I don’t know what I think she is, but I didn’t pay attention for a while, and I pierced my finger.

  Looking at the drops of blood coming out of her fingertips, Lu Yingying sighed. Just as she was about to wipe her kerchief, a slender hand suddenly stretched out and held her finger.

  The next moment, her fingertips were wrapped in heat and humidity.

  She was taken aback, reacted, blushing, withdrew her finger, and said angrily: “How can you be so foolish?”

  Speaking, she turned her head in a panic, and saw that the maid who had been waiting on her side was no longer there, and she was slightly relieved.

  But a face is still red.

  Wen Tingyun smiled, flexed her long fingers, scratched the tip of her nose, deliberately teasing her, “Why am I messing around?”

   “You shouldn’t…” Lu Yingying paused, always ashamed of telling her.

  Wen Tingyun sat down beside her, “Then tell me, why do you still get distracted when you are sewing? I think you have been restless these two days, but what happened?”

  Lu Yingying confronted his wise, black eyes that seemed to be able to perceive everything. He hesitated, but finally did not say what was on his mind, only shook his head, “Nothing.”

Wen Tingyun laughed suddenly, her slender fingers tucked her delicate chin up, with a smile, “Lu Yingying, we have known each other for a long time. I know if you have any concerns. Now give you a chance to confess to me,” If I don’t want to say it, I still have another way.”

  Lu Yingying was stunned, a little puzzled that there were other ways he was talking about, what other ways he meant, so he saw his slender hand suddenly stretched out and covered her abdomen.

   Immediately after, he said in his arguably gentle voice: “The first three months have passed.”

  (End of this chapter)