The Regent's Tender Darling

Seeing that the two red lips were about to peck together, Liu Zhiyuan's eyes shimmered, but Yan Ning gently moved away from the kiss that was within reach, and then she whispered in his ear: "Ayuan, be good. "My sister likes you the most."

Then Yan Ning picked up the wine on the table, handed it to Liu Zhiyuan's lips, and said, "This wine is mellow, Ayuan, can you try it?"

Liu Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the clear and translucent wine in the glass. This wine was naturally not simple. He probably guessed what was in it.

She still didn't believe him.

As the saying goes, a horse's strength can be seen through a long journey, and a person's heart can be seen through time. He is willing to wait, even if he cannot wait.

"Sister, feed me." He smiled, his eyebrows crooked in smile, and there was a hint of mischief in his tone.

If he obeys obediently, A Ning can feel more at ease. The news about King An's accident has been spread throughout the princess's house.

But he didn't know the specific reason.

Yan Ning curled her lips, and instead of eagerly wanting to feed the person in front of her the wine, she asked, "Will Ayuan listen to my sister?"

"meeting."

"You're so good, but my sister is going out for a trip. If you're not with her, she won't worry. So Ayuan will sleep well at home, and when she wakes up, her sister will be back."

Hearing this, Liu Zhiyuan hugged the person in his arms tighter, raised his eyebrows, and came closer: "Why don't you, sister, sleep with Ayuan for a while first?"

As he spoke, he leaned close to Yan Ning's ear and murmured: "The so-called fullness of wine and food, Ayuan wants to be full first."

"Okay." Yan Ning did not refuse.

Liu Zhiyuan smiled, took the wine from Yan Ning's hand, drank it down in one gulp, and then carried her to the bed.

He just held her in his arms gently and didn't do anything. He just wanted to hold her like this and never let go for the rest of his life.

However, the strength of the medicine was not something he could resist. It was like a savage beast that pulled his consciousness back, as if he was about to lose everything in his arms.

He couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tighter, and finally let go of the heavy hand little by little. He was so sleepy... His consciousness had become blurry. At the last moment when all consciousness dissipated, he felt a gentle light coming from his forehead. A kiss.

The kiss was very light and gentle, making him more relaxed and his consciousness completely closed.

Yan Ning slowly moved her lips away. She looked at the man who had fallen asleep, feeling melancholy in her heart. What on earth had happened to her?

She actually...feels distressed, distressed for his sensibleness, distressed for his obedience.

No! impossible.

She should hate Liu Zhiyuan! ! There was no way she could fall in love with him, never! One day, she will kill him with her own hands.

The tenderness and distress in his eyes were gradually replaced by the coldness of hatred. His already scarlet eyes were moist, and the last tear slowly slid down his cheeks.

Grandma Ye calculated the time correctly and walked in. When she got to the bed, she said, "Don't worry, princess. The old slave has given a strong dose of medicine. He won't wake up in three or four days."

"Three or four days?" This time seemed a bit long, at least longer than she imagined.

She didn't know why, but she was a little worried and asked involuntarily: "Will this hurt me?"

Grandma Ye was stunned, but said truthfully: "Although it will hurt the body, there is no problem if you take it once or twice occasionally, as long as you don't use it for a long time."

"Don't use these harmful medicines in the future. I, the princess, keep him, he will be of great use." Yan Ning's tone was cold, she stood up indifferently and walked straight to the dressing table.

While dressing up the princess, Grandma Ye said, "Princess, why don't you use some food and then go to the palace to visit the noble concubine?"

"Need not."