The Regent's Tender Darling

"Sister, he asked me to... give this to you." Yan Xuan took out the jade pendant. As soon as the jade pendant was taken out, the layer of window paper was completely pierced.

Yan Ning stared at the jade pendant blankly, then raised her head somewhat dullly, and tears welled up in her eyes as red as blood.

Staring at her brother who lowered his head and dared not look at her, she couldn't say a word for a while.

How could she not know what Ah Xuan means, the official secretary, the official department.

But...but her prime minister is dead. He is dead and will never come back.

Ah Xuan actually wanted her... actually wanted her to go...

Her breathing became faster and faster, and a stone blocked her breath. Axuan held a knife in his hand and cut into her heart one by one!

"Yan Xuan! You...you..."

"Cheng Lang can't come back. Do you know he can't come back? He's dead and you want me... you want me to go..."

Tears had blurred his vision, and he forced himself to hold himself up with his hands, choked with sobs that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"Sister...I'm sorry." Yan Xuan wanted to take back the jade pendant, but Yan Ning grabbed her hand!

He looked at Sister with some surprise, and saw Sister holding back tears as she took out the jade pendant from his hand, and then held it in her hand.

"Sister!"

He didn't want to force Sister A and Liu Zhiyuan to commit suicide. He didn't want to, but he did speak.

"Axuan, you are my brother."

Yan Ning held back her sobs, and tears accumulated in the corners of her eyes, turning into a pool of dead water.

She knew what Ah Xuan needed. He needed the support of the Minister of Civil Affairs, but using Liu Zhiyuan's life to threaten the Minister of Civil Affairs would not last long.

Ah Xuan needs people's hearts, connections, and a turnaround.

So...that's why she had to come, and only she could help him with this matter.

She only has one younger brother, Ah Xuan, and Ah Xuan only has her, her elder sister. If she doesn't help him, who else will?

"Sister, I...I..." Yan Xuan could no longer bear the sour taste, and warm tears fell on her robe.

Yan Ning turned her eyes and inadvertently saw the hand hidden in the sleeve robe. Why... why was it still wrapped in white cloth?

Although I couldn't help but want to care, I didn't say it after all. I just said: "I'm tired, you can go."

"Sister."

"Walk!"

"Sister...I..."

"Let's go--!" A hysterical woman shouted, startling Grandma Ye outside.

When she was about to go in to check, she happened to see King An coming out.

Obviously, King An didn't look good, and his eyes were still a little moist, as if he had cried.

"Prince? You..."

"Mammy, please take more care of my sister." Yan Xuan bowed his hands to Grandma Ye.

This confused Grandma Ye, but she had no choice but to return the favor.

After King An left, she quickly entered the house.

"Princess!"

Yan Ning was sitting on the bed at this time, with tears on her face still wet, her eyes empty and lifeless, and her thin hand holding a jade pendant tightly.

"Princess... what are you..." Grandma Ye felt so distressed that her nose was sore. When she saw the jade pendant in the princess's hand, her heart sank.

What on earth did the prince say to the princess?

"Mommy." Yan Ning spoke slowly.

Grandma Ye quickly responded: "I'm here, old slave." After saying that, she quickly went to hold the princess's cold hand.

"Go and invite Mr. Liu..."

"What?" Nanny Ye was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing. She was more shocked than angry, and said: "Princess, you..."

Yan Ning sighed and said in a soft voice: "Mommy, please stop lecturing me. Go ahead, go ahead."