The Regent's Tender Darling

"Go, stay with me." Yang Hua spoke in a deep voice. She never obeyed these messy things. Women's birth is inherently dangerous, so how could it be unlucky?

Yan Sihan did not hesitate about this. He wanted to know how his little girl was doing now.

When Yan Sihan entered the house, Lin Jiaojiao, whose eyes were full of tears from pain, felt as if she had been struck by lightning for a moment!

Why did Yan Sihan come in? How could he come in...

This was Lin Jiaojiao's first thought.

The appearance of Yan Sihan stunned Xuemei, who was still worried, but Po Wen was calm and only said: "Princess, try harder."

"Yan Sihan...it hurts..." She was shocked, but the moment she saw him, she felt particularly aggrieved.

Yan Sihan sat down by the bed and held the hand that was holding the quilt tightly. The little girl's face was pale now, there was dense sweat on her forehead, and even her hair was soaked.

His little girl is suffering a lot.

"Jiaojiao."

Perhaps because of the support, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but hold the hand that was holding her back harder. Listening to Po Wen's words, she took a deep breath, and then pushed harder!

She endured the pain and didn't scream. She didn't want to waste her efforts. She wanted to give birth to the two children in her belly safely!

Originally, when the doctor discovered that they were twins, she was frightened and had a headache, but now she felt an inexplicable courage.

"Princess, use your strength!"

"It's happening, it's happening!"

There was a baby crying, and Lin Jiaojiao no longer had any strength. She lay on the bed, letting the people around her talk to her, and letting the maid clean up for her.

Anyway, she didn't want to move at all, didn't want to speak, and didn't even want to open her eyes too wide.

"Jiaojiao..." The man held her hand and put it to his lips.

She could hear his distress, and it was all worth it to her, and she would never give birth again.

"Yan Sihan... I don't want to have children anymore. Please pay attention... pay attention..." She spoke feebly, her voice was very low, so low that you could only hear it if you were close to her.

The man nodded, his eyes serious: "Okay."

He would never let his little girl suffer like this a second time.

During the confinement period, in addition to Yan Sihan taking care of her, her mother-in-law even asked Yan Sihan how to take care of her.

In the words of my mother-in-law, you have to take care of your own woman, and you have to take good care of her.

Two children, a girl and a boy, the boy is the elder brother and the girl is the younger sister.

The Ling family asked her to choose a name. In fact, she had been thinking about it since she was pregnant, but until now, she hadn't thought about it.

There were so many good names, and she wanted the best for her two children that it was hard to choose.

So she gave the boy's name to Yan Sihan and named him Shuangzhou.

After the confinement, she changed into a red dress that she liked, and he took her to watch the sunset from the gate of Wushuang City.

She leaned in his arms and stared at the clouds in the distance, fascinated, until the moon rose and set.

The moonlight shines down like a layer of frost and a layer of gentle gauze.

He held her in his arms, her back resting on his chest, feeling only the warmth of the winter wind.

"It's as white as the snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds. I wish to be with the person we are together forever." She mused, looking at Mobei outside Wushuang City, and suddenly raised her face to look at the man who looked down at her with his lower eyes. The man smiled and said: "Yan Sihan, I know what to name him."

"What?" the man asked with a smile.

"How deep is love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain are called... sunset."

"Okay." The man agreed without refuting her words.

"Yan Sihan, I suddenly felt that time passed so fast, and I was...a little scared." She was afraid that all this beauty would disappear in the next moment.

He hugged her a little tighter, and the breeze on the moonlit night floated, and he whispered in her ear: "Be good, don't be afraid, we have a long time to come."