By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

Yin Tingyan continued, "Just tell me who provoked you. Don't worry about anything else. I will help you vent your anger."

Tang Qiansui was stunned again.

So... so unreasonable and biased?

But what can I do? I really like this feeling of being favored.

Tang Qiansui looked into Yin Tingyan's eyes carefully: "Are you serious?"

Yin Tingyan pressed a handkerchief against Tang Qiansui's wounded neck: "What are you asking?"

"Those two sentences just now, are you taking it out on me regardless of whether they're right or wrong?"

Yin Tingyan asked curiously, "If I don't vent my anger on you, who else can I vent it on? I don't care about anyone else."

Tang Qiansui's ears suddenly felt hot.

My king, are you so direct?

For the first time, Tang Qiansui felt so happy to be cherished by others.

But she couldn't say that it was Song Yulin who made her unhappy, otherwise Yin Tingyan would directly kill Song Yulin, how could she take revenge with her own hands?

Tang Qiansui took the initiative to kiss Yin Tingyan again, and her mood brightened up.

"Why would you, my king, be necessary to take care of that guy? I can take care of that little bastard with just one finger."

"Are you sure you won't get pissed off before you can finish this?"

Yin Tingyan made a rare joke.

Tang Qiansui laughed out loud, and she saw her wet nurse out of the corner of her eye.

She said hurriedly, "The ground is cold. Send someone to come in and lift my nurse onto the soft step."

Yin Tingyan nodded slowly and brought over a large bath towel.

"Still soaking?"

Tang Qiansui shook her head.

Yin Tingyan directly unfolded the bath towel and said, "Come here, I will carry you out."

Tang Qiansui knew that Yin Tingyan didn't want others to see her body, and wanted to calm herself down before sending someone to carry the wet nurse.

She didn't act pretentiously. She quickly stood up and obediently let Yin Tingyan wrap her in a large bath towel and carry her out of the bathroom.

The wet nurse was quickly carried out.

Yin Tingyan sat on the soft step beside Tang Qiansui and watched her wipe her hair.

It's really strange. I never found women interesting before. I just thought they were pretentious, weak, cumbersome, scheming and annoying.

But Tang Qiansui, he really thinks she is good no matter how he looks at her.

Even when she was brushing her hair, he thought it looked beautiful.

"There are countless beauties in this world, but none of them can compare to a single hair of the person before you."

Tang Qiansui's face flushed red, and she glanced at him with her eyes moving.

Yin Tingyan still looked lazy, sitting there, supporting his head with his long legs, but staring at her like a hawk.

In the past, Tang Qiansui thought such looks were scary and sick.

Now I feel at ease watching it.

Since he has such good taste and thinks I'm pretty, I'll let him see enough.

Tang Qiansui was like a peacock spreading its tail, wishing she could show her most beautiful side to Yin Tingyan.

She imagined herself combing her hair, her soft and beautiful hair flowing all the way down, and then tossing it, which would surely charm Yin Tingyan.

But he was not very good at combing hair. When he combed his hair, it got stuck and he screamed in pain.

Yin Tingyan walked over with a chuckle, took the comb from her hand, and slowly combed her long hair inch by inch.

He was very patient and meticulous. He spread out all the hair and combed it from beginning to end in one go.

At the beginning, Tang Qiansui could clearly feel that Yin Tingyan's movements were very unfamiliar, and even his own hair was combed by the servants.

The king is not the kind of person who would do such a thing.

But Yin Tingyan didn't complain and did a good job.

Tang Qiansui tilted her head and looked at the man in the bronze mirror.

He is tall, handsome, powerful, wealthy, and the only man in the world who is not a philanderer.

He is fine.

His personality is a bit changeable.

In fact, if you want to find a man, Yin Tingyan is a good choice, but Yin Tingyan has too much power, and if you are not careful, he will be shattered.

Moreover, Tang Qiansui couldn't be sure whether Yin Tingyan would change his mind in the future.

Even now, Yin Tingyan's affection for her was only superficial. He only cared about her face and her appearance.

What happens when the body ages? Does it mean that beauty fades and love becomes late?

A lifetime is not long, and she doesn't want to be trapped in the backyard as a stay-at-home girl forever.

But if she follows Yin Tingyan, this stay-at-home girl will probably be doomed.

“How annoying.”

She whispered understatedly.

"What's bothering you?"

Yin Tingyan heard it, bent down behind her, and looked at them in the bronze mirror with her.

Their hair was entangled, their cheeks were close, their eyes met, and it was an indescribable intimacy.

Tang Qiansui even heard Yin Tingyan say in his heart that they looked very well matched.

Tang Qiansui didn't say anything, just looked at them in the mirror.

Yin Tingyan rarely refused to demand an answer. He hugged her from behind and kissed her.

There was a knock on the door at this moment: "Your Majesty, there is someone outside who wants to see Miss Tang."

Yin Tingyan's eyes darkened for a moment, but returned to their cold and distant look in the blink of an eye.

He asked, "Do you want to see me?"

Tang Qiansui was feeling a little confused and dazed, rubbing Yin Tingyan's chin intimately.

She said in a sweet and innocent voice: "Who is it?"

Yin Tingyan picked her up and sat her on the soft chair: "Who wants to see you?"

The servant outside the door said: "They just said they were servants of the Song family and came to ask the future young lady for help."

"Future Young Madam?"

"Hmph, they have such a big face."

Yin Tingyan immediately became unwilling upon hearing this, and tightened his arms around Tang Qiansui, almost strangling her to death.

This jealous person.

Tang Qiansui was speechless and said coquettishly, "It hurts so much, and I can't run away, let go."

Yin Tingyan pinched her legs with a half-smile and asked, "The servants of the Song family really think highly of you. They even asked you to save their lives."

"Future Young Madam? Are you happy to hear this title?"

Tang Qiansui knew he was going to go crazy again, and hurriedly comforted him: "I don't care. Didn't you hear what I said just now? I know Song Yulin is not a good person."

"Why don't you cancel your engagement with him?"

Yin Tingyan finally said what he had been holding back for a long time.

"Hmph, you two-faced bastard. If you really hate Song Yulin that much, then cancel your engagement with him immediately, kick him out, and come into my arms."

Tang Qiansui struggled to pull out her arms and put them around his neck.

"This is the engagement my mother arranged for me. How can I cancel it just like that?"

Yin Tingyan's anger instantly plummeted to below zero: "Using your mother as an excuse? Who could have said that to you?"

Yin Tingyan was unhappy. He threw Tang Qiansui onto the ground, stood up and left without looking back.

Tang Qiansui was bewildered: "Do you really need to do that?"

She secretly wished for luck, then shouted, "Let them get in. I want to see who is so powerful that he has to beg me for help."

Tang Qiansui didn't know where her anger came from, but she wanted to bring bad luck to those who came to her for help.

Soon, several servants of the Song family were brought in, but each of them had a pale face.

Before Tang Qiansui could even ask, she was overwhelmed by their chaotic voices.