The Regent's Sweetheart

Chapter 354
"Yes." Xuemei took the clothes, turned her head and ran out, for fear of being delayed.

Such a reaction made Zhao Shuang'er stunned, as if the atmosphere was broken all of a sudden.

Just before she understood what Lin Jiaojiao meant, Xuemei had already brought over the divorce letter.

When a divorce letter fell into her hands, she realized that Lin Jiaojiao had already prepared it for him.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and when he looked up at the prince, he didn't look at her either, obviously acquiescing to Lin Jiaojiao's behavior.

"Ye Ming, take Miss Zhao back to Taiwei's Mansion." Yan Sihan said these words in a calm tone without any emotion.

Miss Zhao's sentence is really hurtful!

Wang Momo was rather happy, just now she was afraid that the regent would not agree to let the side concubine go, after all, controlling the side concubine is equivalent to controlling half of the Zhao family.

Even the queen mother has to take care of it.

Looking at it now, I don't know if the regent is too stupid, or if he is desperate, it seems that he has completely given up the court struggle.

It's no wonder that he didn't go to court for a few days, and he still had time to play chess with the princess here. I'm afraid he suffered too much blow.

This has refreshed her views on the cold-blooded and ruthless Prince Regent. She used to think that the government was controlled by the Prince Regent, and she might turn his back on him anytime soon.

But they didn't expect that the king regent would be defeated so quickly. Now it seems that even if the king regent wants to rebel, he doesn't have the ability anymore.

Thinking of this, Wang Momo smiled contemptuously, and quickly helped Zhao Shuang'er who was kneeling on the ground up.

Zhao Shuang'er clung to Mother Wang in despair, and hadn't gotten over Yan Sihan's unfeeling words.

"My lord, my concubine, this old slave will take my young lady home." Wang Momo said with a straight face, her chin was so proud that she almost went to the sky.

When Zhao Shuang'er left the palace, tears were still streaming down her face, and she looked back at the plaque of the palace, her eyes full of reluctance.

Wang Momo, who was supporting her by the side, sighed and persuaded: "Girl, we don't have to be angry here anymore, and don't blame the old slave for talking too much, this prince and concubine won't be happy for long."

Even if His Majesty does not kill the Regent, the life of the Regent will be very difficult in the future. Either he will be driven to Mobei to suffer, or he will be imprisoned by His Majesty in this capital.

Just like King An, everyone can laugh at him even if he can't go to court now.

"He is ruthless, so don't blame me for being unintentional!" Zhao Shuang'er wiped away her tears, straightened her clothes, and then boarded the carriage back to Zhao's house.

……

———In recent days.

Yan Sihan didn't bother with the affairs of the court any more, he just stayed with his princess every day.

This abnormal behavior made Lin Jiaojiao completely unaware of what happened.

She knew that Yan Sihan was very busy every day, since he came back from the palace last time, he had never been out of the palace, ignored the government affairs, and was with her almost all the time.

As the weather outside is getting colder and colder, Lin Jiaojiao is really hungry today, and wants to eat Boxia Gong.

Baxia offering means that there is a pot on top of the stove, and people surround the stove, put the marinated rabbit meat in boiling water and boil it until cooked, and then you can eat it in your mouth immediately after taking it out.

It is the most suitable to eat in winter.

She has a stronger taste, and prefers to eat with some seasonings, but she just mentioned it casually, and Yan Sihan satisfied her.

Sitting in the house, leaning against the half-open window, the hot air in the pot floats outside along the window.

The water in this soup pot boiled like white snow, and the marinated rabbit meat was as bright red as sunset.

Live up to the evaluation of "Surge clears the river and snow, wind turns over the sunset".

(End of this chapter)