The Regent's Tender Darling

"Your Majesty, what happened in the capital?" Lin Jiaojiao asked as she walked.

The man's eyes fell on her, he closed the memorial casually and put it aside. When she passed by, he stretched out his big palm and took her hand.

No need to exert much force, just a gentle tug, and she could sit in the man's arms.

Probably because of his childhood habits, he was always used to holding her, and she was always used to being held by him.

No, it's not a habit, it's a like.

"Your Majesty." Lin Jiaojiao looked a little distressed in her eyes, and gently touched the man's face with her delicate hands. There was a faint warmth in her fingertips, but the man's face seemed to be even colder than the temperature of her hands.

After these days, her Yan Sihan lost a little weight, but even if he lost a little weight, she felt distressed.

The man's eyelids looked a little tired, but he was full of tenderness towards her at this moment. If she didn't look carefully, she might have been hidden.

The man stretched out his big, sharp-jointed palm, held her hand covering his face with his backhand, and said, "Jiaojiao, are you sleepy? Why don't you go to sleep..."

"I'm not sleepy." She shook her head. She knew he didn't want to talk about these troublesome things, so she didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Ma Pingfeng was tied up so that he could not move. The pain coming from his wrists and the sound of blood dripping on the ground, every drop was like a knife!

Every time he heard the sound of blood falling to the ground, Ma Pingfeng would feel more fear in his heart.

"Hero, spare your life! I really have no money! Well..."

He shouted, his voice became hoarse.

As time went on, Ma Pingfeng felt that the blood in his body was almost drained.

My body felt colder and colder, and finally I couldn't stop shivering!

He is going to die, he is going to die...

He was going to bleed to death like this! The fear in his heart could no longer stop, as if there was black and white waiting for him.

He was extremely confused in his heart, should he say it or not? He didn't dare to say it, but he didn't want to die here. If he died, there would be nothing left!

After less than a stick of incense, Ma Pingfeng stopped shouting for mercy and started shouting: "I say! I say! Someone is coming... Someone is coming..."

After hearing the shouting, Yan Sihan appeared in the room with Lin Jiaojiao not long after.

Looking at it at this time, Ma Pingfeng, who was tied to the chair, was shaking all over and his face was pale, as if he had really shed blood!

It was just a scratch with the back of the knife. Lin Jiaojiao somewhat admired Ye Luo's methods.

Ma Pingfeng's ears were still intact. When he heard that the person was back, he quickly said: "Good man, the Peony Room is a special room for the son of the prefect. I can be happy in it because Mr. Zhu greeted the old bustard of Linglongfang. ”

"I have no money at all. If you don't believe me, go and check. I am nothing. Please let me go!"

Ye Luo said in a deep voice: "Why would the son of the prefect invite you to play in Linglongfang? Do you think we are fools?"

"I...I..." Ma Pingfeng couldn't explain what was going on for a while, and heard a few people leaving again! He didn't even give himself a chance to lie, so he immediately panicked, especially when he felt that he had lost consciousness in the wound on his wrist! I was shocked to realize that I was going to die and if I didn't stop bleeding, I would really be doomed!

"Dear gentlemen! I just saw a deal with Young Master Zhu! This deal will allow him to give me five million taels of silver!"