The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

Main Hall of the Duke's Mansion

"Greetings to the Regent, Regent Wan'an." Ouyang Ling, who was called in, knelt down and saluted.

"Ouyang Ling" buried her head deeply, for fear of being seen by the Regent.

"No need to be polite, please stand up," said the man on the main seat.

The people below slowly stood up and stepped aside, fearing that the man would notice something.

The man sitting on the seat stood up and walked to the side where "Ouyang Ling" was with his head lowered and stopped.

"You are the Duke's adopted son,"

"In reply to the prince, I am grateful for the Duke's kindness in providing me with a shelter from the wind and rain."

"Well, you have to know how to be grateful."

When Ouyang Ling heard these words, it seemed as if they were hinting at something.

"I will be filial to the Duke and repay his kindness."

"Hmm." Nangong Mingxuan stared at the "man" in front of him, as if he wanted to stare through him.

You bastard, you are going to use the power in your hands to deal with me.

"Ouyang Ling" looked at Duke Lu beside him and gave him a wink.

Duke Lu understood immediately and quickly came to the rescue,

"Your Highness, I have just arrived at the Duke's Mansion and I don't know many rules. Please forgive me."

Hearing the voice beside him, Nangong Mingxuan came to his senses and walked to his seat and sat down.

Ou Miaoyin, who was beside her, quickly and attentively took the teacup with both hands.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Then she lowered her head shyly.

"Ouyang Ling" next to him saw this scene and understood it in his heart.

Her sister is interested in that bastard.

Green tea and dogs go together forever, it's really a perfect match.

Ouyang Miaoyin likes Nangong Gou, but what about her white lotus Song Yaer?

What a stinky scumbag, cuckold.

Nangong Mingxuan didn’t know that this was what Ouyang Miaoling was thinking of him at the moment.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he asked, "Does the eldest son of the Duke of Lu have any errands?"

"My son, you haven't been assigned any task yet," replied the Duke of Lu.

"Then why don't you serve me?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for thinking highly of me. Today, I told you that I don't want to be an official, but want to open my own clinic."

"Your humble servant...Your humble servant agrees." No one has ever dared to refuse the regent who has the final say. The Duke of Lu refused in order to save his life.

"Oh..., you can also treat illnesses."

"In reply to your Highness, I once followed the master of Medicine King Valley and learned for a few years. I can treat most diseases." Ouyang Ling replied quickly.

"The prince thinks highly of you, so don't be ungrateful," Ouyang Miaoyin, who was standing next to him, interrupted.

"It would be best if the prince gets angry and punishes him for disrespect. Then father will dislike him and drive him out of the house."

"It makes me happy just thinking about it. I can achieve my goal without any effort and with the help of the Regent. Isn't it great?"

"In this case, I will not force you to do anything."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Duke Lu hurriedly thanked him.

She didn't expect that the Regent didn't blame her. The heart that had been in her throat suddenly relaxed.

"Duke Lu, I will leave first."

Then he stood up and walked out.

"Farewell to His Royal Highness the Regent." Everyone bowed and bid farewell.

Duke Lu quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and followed Nangong Mingxuan happily to see the guests off.

Nangong Miaoling also took a breath of cold air. What on earth was that bastard doing here?

Ouyang Miaoyin on the side stared blankly at the man who raised his leg and left. Why wasn't he angry? Why did he just leave like that?

Why didn't he do as she expected and scold that ungrateful bastard?

I looked at the man's back with such disappointment and loss.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time. I guess that man had me in his heart.

Still comforting myself.

My father has been strict these days and doesn't allow me to go out, but that man actually came to see me on his own initiative.

It seems that I have a chance to marry the Regent, and the position of Regent Princess belongs to me.

As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

The feeling of disappointment that the plan had not succeeded was also swept away.

Ouyang Miaoling glanced at her sister next to her and couldn't help but find the peacock-like appearance spreading its tail funny.

That bastard has a white lotus and a green tea bitch by his side. It would be a lot of fun if both of them entered the Regent's Palace.

Thinking of Ouyang Miaoling, the corners of her mouth curled up.

He left the front hall and returned to his poetry and painting pavilion.

Leaving the Duke's Mansion, on the carriage of the Regent's Mansion

The Regent leisurely drank water from the teacup placed on the low table in the carriage.

There was a gleam of light in the dark eyes.

"That woman is really interesting. What on earth does she want to do by returning to the Duke's Mansion?"

Outside the carriage, the skeleton shadow whispered, "Master, the secret guards protecting the young master's mansion are reporting."

"The young master's foster father is back?"

"The man named Dongfang," the man said, putting down the teacup in his hand.

"Yes, Master, the prince seems to have a very close relationship with him."

There was a "bang" sound in the carriage, like something breaking.

He ordered outside the carriage: "Go back to the mansion first."

In the Poetry and Painting Pavilion of the Duke's Mansion, Nangong Mingxuan had just returned to the yard when Ouyang Miaoyin followed him in.

"Hey who? You are really not flattering me. The Regent asked you to work for him, and you dared to refuse. You are really a jerk."

"What's wrong? I just refused. Dad helped me to refuse. What if you have any objections? Keep your opinion."

Ouyang Miaoling glanced at him and said, "Go away... Don't provoke me, you will get nothing in return."

"Who is trying to provoke you? I am just kindly reminding you not to offend His Royal Highness the Regent."

"You have to interfere in my affairs, get out of here."

"Don't think I can't see it. If you like the Regent, just go get close to him. Why are you looking for trouble with me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who likes the regent? My daughter's Mingjie is very important, don't talk nonsense."

"So you don't like the Regent?"

"I....."

"Hey...sister, if you like that man, I can help you."

"Really..." Ouyang Miaoyin said unconsciously.

"Hehe...hehe..." Ouyang Miaoling laughed in a weird way.

"Who asked you for help? Don't try to trick me." She said with a blush on her face, turned around and ran out shyly.

Ouyang Miaoling looked at Ouyang Miaoyin who was jogging away, and an idea came to her mind that she really had to help her sister.

"Haha...haha...it's fun to think about."

"Master, there is news from the courtyard. Lord Dongfang has returned," Sifan reported.

"Really? Then I'm going to go see him. It feels like I haven't seen Brother Jing for a long time."

"Sifan, pack up and go to Xuanyue Courtyard."

"Yes, Master."

Xuanyue Courtyard

"Foster father, did you bring anything delicious for Yi'er?"

"You, little greedy cat, only know how to eat. How have you been practicing martial arts during this period?"

"Godfather, I practice hard every day. I'll show you how to do it later." Ouyang Yi said proudly.

"Okay, my Yi'er is the best."

"I don't know how your mother's injury is," Dongfang Jingjue murmured.

"Brother Jing"

Is this an auditory hallucination? Why does it feel like Ling'er is calling me?

"Brother Jing" Ouyang Miaoling's voice sounded again.

"It's not an illusion, it's really Ling'er"

Dongfang Jingjue turned around and saw Ouyang Miaoling walking towards him with a smile on her face.

I haven't seen Ling'er for many days, and seeing her again still makes me so excited.

"Ling'er, why are you here? Aren't you at the Duke's Mansion?" Dongfang said.

"Brother Jing, I heard you were back, so I rushed to see you,"

"Mom," the little kid also threw himself into Ouyang Miaoling's arms.

"Mom, I miss you so much."

"Yier, mother misses you too"

"Let's go, let's talk inside." Dongfang picked up the little kid, followed by Ouyang Miaoling, and the three of them went back to the room side by side.

Someone hiding in the dark was emitting a chill that made the air around him cold. He had a dark face and clenched fists, which he slammed against the wall next to him.