The Regent's Tender Darling

Regent's Palace.

When Lin Jiaojiao returned to the house, the lights were already lit, and Yan Sihan must have returned by this time.

But she didn't feel very comfortable today, so she didn't plan to go to Minghuaxuan to see him, so as not to worry him.

She actually considered telling Yan Sihan about her pregnancy, but she always felt that it was not the time yet. She didn't want him to distract her from many things.

Besides, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to do anything.

"My Lady, you should rest early today, and I will give you a basin of hot water to soak your feet so that you can fall asleep."

Xuemei supported her carefully, fearing that she would fall, and kept her eyes focused on her feet.

After entering the room, Lin Jiaojiao's smile froze when she saw the person sitting beside Arhat's bed.

I saw that the man in black clothes was elegant and dignified, with a majestic look that could not be ignored. His long and gentle fingers were holding a book and he was flipping through it.

Seeing that the prince was also in the room, Xuemei subconsciously took a small step back to the door, then closed the door with both hands.

But when closing the door, Xuemei suddenly regretted it. The empress was pregnant. What if the prince was hungry and attacked...

This thought made his whole body tremble, and he looked at the door that had been closed by himself, with confusion in his eyes.

inside the house.

"Why did the prince come to Jiaojiao today?" The smile on Lin Jiaojiao's face returned, and she walked towards the man beside Arhat's bed while holding up her skirt.

The man who didn't even look at her a moment ago put down his book and reached out to her when she was about to approach.

When she took a closer look, she realized that the book Yan Sihan had just been reading seriously was a book of stories she wanted to relieve her boredom, or a book she wanted to throw away after reading it.

The story is roughly about a prince who dotes on his concubine very much and is suddenly attracted to a folk girl. The prince in the book is reluctant to give up at first, and then he fights against everyone's opinions and marries the folk girl back to the palace to become his concubine.

This was the previous one, and she didn't know how it would end, because she didn't want to continue reading it at all.

She raised her eyebrows and teased: "What did the prince think after seeing this?"

Yan Sihan held her hand, his brows were less gentle and more sharp, and he softly uttered the word "vulgar".

As soon as the words fell, she was brought into his arms by him, and then a serious tone came in her ears: "Don't look at these things again in the future."

"oh."

She responded. She didn't know why, but she felt that Yan Sihan was not in a good mood today.

He reached out and clung to the man's neck. The black robe and black crown made the man who was originally calm and self-reliant even more majestic.

But this was not the first time she had seen him like this, so she wasn't afraid at all.

She put her face against the man's neck, stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, and said coquettishly: "Your Highness is angry?"

"Um."

Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but smile at this honest answer. Yan Sihan would never quarrel with her. Even if he was really angry, he would never ignore her, let alone be angry. He said he was not angry. .

Probably because she came back late today, she said, "Jiaojiao knows she was wrong."

But it’s hard to tell whether it will be changed or not.

After hearing this, the man sighed helplessly, tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger, and pretended to be angry: "How many times have I said this? Huh?"

"Many times."

The coquettish look of the little girl in his arms made people unable to get angry. He could only pinch the smiling face and said: "You are so righteous and unrepentant."

His tone gradually became doting. He couldn't always be too harsh on this girl, but he was really worried.

Lin Jiaojiao lowered her ungrateful gaze and suddenly became serious, saying, "Yan Sihan, I have something to tell you."

"Yes." The man nodded, reached out and gently stroked the broken hair covering her forehead, staring at her face seriously and tenderly, waiting for her to speak.

She concisely and clearly stated some of the recent discoveries made by the Dingo Gang. Although the news was scattered, people still had to pay attention to it.