Mo Xin looked at the Regent with suspicion, then at Mo Feng.

Is Master having a fit of madness?

"Go to Bianjing immediately to order candy."

"I'm going to treat everyone in Bianjing to wedding candy, and oh yes, the dogs too!!"

The Regent's tone was full of joy, and he even gestured as he spoke, a far cry from his usual cold and serious demeanor.

Looking at the thick stack of silver notes on the table, Mo Feng asked weakly, "Your Highness, did you go to Ping'an Prefecture and catch up with Madam Ye?"

The Regent gave Mo Feng an approving look.

"Haha, clever!"

"As expected of my subordinate, that's right."

"From this day forward, I will have three more children."

Seeing the Regent's happy expression, Mo Feng panicked and secretly glanced at Mo Feng out of the corner of his eye.

He turned his head away to see Mo Feng.

The prince is getting married, can we stop him or not?

He has been summoned for a talk by the Emperor Emeritus several times. If the Prince doesn't get married, they can forget about it.

He certainly didn't want to come to this world and leave no descendants.

"Then... Your Highness, shall we grant it to the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence?"

The Regent waved his hand generously, "Here, give me more. I'm not that stingy."

As if remembering something, the Regent grabbed the waist token on the table and rushed out the door again.

Mo Feng looked at the Regent, who was so easily startled, and couldn't stand him anymore.

He then started walking and followed.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

"I am going to the palace to inform my elder brother, the Emperor."

"Your Highness, why don't we go tomorrow? The palace gates are about to close..."

“He dares!” The Regent raised his chin. “I’m getting married. If he dares to close the palace gates, I’ll tear them down.”

Mo Feng: You see if he dares.