The Regent's Tender Darling

"There was trouble in the court. When we came back, there was an ambush of a hundred people twenty miles away from the Iron Blood Camp. We haven't yet found out which force it is from."

The words are simple and clear.

Lin Jiaojiao was slightly stunned. Those who could set up an ambush of hundreds of people were mostly well-trained death warriors. This time the opponent must have appeared with the decision of killing them.

If Yan Sihan had not been hit by the hidden arrow first, he would have been able to defeat him, but if he had been hit by this arrow first, he would have been doomed.

For a moment, she didn't understand how Yan Sihan cracked it.

As she continued to listen, she realized that such a dangerous situation was broken by a knight with two swords and a hat!

Double sword? There are not many masters who use double swords in the world, let alone those who can solve the situation of these hundreds of dead soldiers.

She suddenly thought of Li Maonian, but in an instant she felt it was impossible. Li Maonian should not have arrived in Beijing so early.

Boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and while she was thinking about it, she quickly sat up like a thief.

"Your Majesty, the soup is ready." Hearing the voice, he knew it was Ye Ming.

"Come in." Yan Sihan pushed herself up and sat up. She quickly reached out to help, but found that her strength was not needed at all.

Such an injury was already serious, but she could not see the slightest trace of pain on Yan Sihan's face.

Is it because he doesn't feel any pain, or is he too tolerant?

She was filled with mixed emotions for a moment, and the word distress was written on her face.

At this time, Ye Ming walked in. He was a little surprised when he saw her, and then hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Princess."

Without a second thought, she took down the medicine bowl wrapped in thick cloth and sat down next to Yan Sihan.

Stir the medicine together and blow on it gently.

Ye Ming glanced at Lin Jiaojiao and then at Yan Sihan. He knew he had something to say from the way he hesitated to speak.

"Say." Yan Si said coldly.

It seemed that he no longer wanted to guard against the princess, so Ye Ming said: "After inspection, the corpses brought back were all dead soldiers. There were unknown tattoos on their necks, and their power is unknown."

Yan Sihan narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Continue checking."

"Yes." Ye Ming bowed his hands and turned around quickly to leave. Since the princess was here, there was no need for him to stay and serve her.

Lin Jiaojiao looked at Ye Ming's back thoughtfully, and finally looked back at the medicine bowl that had been stirring.

I blew it again and tested the temperature with my lips. If I thought it was OK, I took out the spoon and put it aside.

"It's not hot anymore, it's just right." She carefully brought the medicine bowl she was holding to his lips.

Soon, the man drank all the medicine in the medicine bowl. At this time, she accidentally licked her lips that had just touched the medicine. Her normal face suddenly froze, and then became miserable.

bitter!

so bitter!

What she fears most is the bitter taste!

Looking around, there was nothing but a kettle on the table.

Without thinking, he ran over and poured a glass of water and drank it.

She really didn't know how Yan Sihan managed to drink such a bitter medicine without any expression on his face just now!

At this time, Yan Sihan's voice came: "Bring some candied sugar cakes to get rid of the bitterness."

A glass of water was enough to relieve the bitter taste on her tongue. She shook her head and said, "No need." Then she poured another glass of water and gave it to her.

She said: "Drink water to get rid of the bitter taste in your mouth."

That night, she stayed at Minghuaxuan. Because she needed to change her dressing, she had no intention of going to bed, but stayed by his bedside.

Gradually, sleepiness came over her, and the figure became blurry in front of her eyes. After holding on for half an hour, she finally lost consciousness.

At this time, Yan Sihan sat up, got out of bed and picked up the person sleeping on the bedside.

After putting it on the bed and covering it with a quilt, I started to change my dressing.

The person on the bed didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully. He frowned and muttered something from time to time.

He slowly came closer, close to her mumbling mouth, and listened carefully several times before he could barely hear what was being said.

"Yan Sihan don't die, don't leave me."

These eleven seemingly simple words touched someone's heartstrings.

"Jiaojiao, I will never leave you, not even in this life. Jiaojiao is also obedient and won't leave you, okay?" He whispered close to her ear, patting her gently through the quilt.

The person on the bed gradually resumed his gentle breathing. Although he didn't give any response, being by his side was better than any response to him.