The Regent's Tender Darling

They entered the mansion together, talking as they walked, and soon arrived at the main courtyard. When they stepped into the courtyard, Yan Xuan stopped.

He looked up at Pixiu on the eaves, and his eyes began to twinkle.

Although Grandma Ye was a little strange, she followed Yan Xuan's gaze and saw nothing but the eaves and the sky.

"Your Majesty, it's windy outside. Don't stand for too long. You'll get cold easily."

"good."

After entering the room, Yan Zhuan turned to Grandma Ye and said, "Mammy, I have something to say to my sister, please go and do your work first."

"Axuan? Are you here?" Before they got inside, Yan Ning's voice came.

Yan Xuan hurried inside and finally walked to the chair next to the bed and sat down.

My sister is still bedridden, with a thick forehead protector wrapped around her forehead. Maybe she had a night's rest, but her face looks much better than yesterday.

"Axuan, why are you here again?" Yan Ning said this, not because she didn't want this younger brother to come, but because she felt that he was busy and shouldn't delay his business to see her.

Yan Xuan didn't answer, but just focused his gaze on Yan Ning's face, looking at it quietly for a long time, which made Yan Ning panic.

"A Xuan? What's wrong? It's Sister A..." She touched her face, "Is it Sister A? Is there something on her face?"

"No." Yan Xuan shook his head.

"That's it? Isn't it because Sister A is not looking good as she gets older?" Yan Ning said jokingly. At her age, she is already an old girl and no longer looks like she was young.

Yan Xuan said: "No, sister is not old, she is still the same as before."

"You." Yan Ning couldn't help but smile, it would be great if it was really the same as before.

This morning, she discovered that she had white hair on her head. Although she had pulled it out, it was like a thorn in her heart.

A person grows old, but it is not really a white head.

They promised to grow old together, but now she is the only one left to grow old together. Her prime minister will never come back after all.

I smiled and laughed until I burst into tears. I had to put my hands behind my ears to wipe away the tears secretly.

"Sister."

"Um?"

Yan Xuan swallowed his throat, paused for a breath and said, "I came today because I have something to tell and discuss with Sister."

"Okay, you go ahead, sister, listen." Yan Ning also realized the solemn look on her younger brother's face.

Thinking that something big was going on, she became serious.

"Sister, the murderer who poisoned my brother-in-law has been found."

After the words fell, there was a moment of silence.

Yan Ning's brows gradually drew closer, and there was hatred in her eyes, and she looked extremely excited.

"The only son of the Minister of Civil Affairs, Liu Zhiyuan."

"You...what did you say?" Yan Ning leaned slightly, her pupils subconsciously dilated, and she stared at Yan Xuan in disbelief.

How...how is it possible...

"Liu Zhiyuan...Liu Zhiyuan!" Yan Ning murmured with tears in her eyes, every word squeezed out from between her teeth.

Why is this happening...why!

In the end, she was the one who harmed Cheng Lang.

"Sister!" Seeing her crying so hard, Yan Xuan's heart tugged.

It was rare for him to see his sister cry like this. Except for Yu Jincheng, her sister was like a rose whose petals were knocked off in the rain, crumbling, and the delicate branches seemed to be broken in the next moment.

The rose, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away, was withering, but there was nothing he could do.

"Sister, I want the Minister of Civil Affairs... to be used by me."

When he said this, Yan Xuan's voice was trembling, but he still said this sentence that he shouldn't have said.

I still said something that hurt my sister.

Perhaps the impact of these words was too great, and Yan Ning was stunned, leaving only the sound of breathing from time to time.