The Regent's Tender Darling

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo's mother and Yu'er couldn't help but look at each other.

Then Yuluo's mother came out and said, "My dear, these three girls are now thirteen, but these five girls have just turned ten, so I'm afraid they will have to stay for two more years."

"Send it out to be raised, and it also saves food for the house." Lin Qinghua rejected Luo's mother's suggestion and waved her hands feebly, with a sick face full of exhaustion: "Yu'er, you go there again, Let mother arrange this to avoid long nights and nightmares.”

…

——Prince Regent’s Mansion, Minghuaxuan Study Room.

Xuemei has been sitting in the corner of the hall for a while, yawning again and again.

My empress—! Why haven't you come out yet?

"Miss Xuemei." A gentle voice came into my ears, it was Qing Xing coming over.

She quickly stood up, stood upright and bowed to Qingxing: "Sister Qingxing."

"Seeing that the empress won't be able to come out for a while, Miss Xuemei might as well go back first. When the princess comes out later, I will naturally escort the princess back."

At this time, the study was peaceful and quiet.

The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper stopped, and only a shallow and even sound of breathing sounded in the room.

Yan Sihan put down his hand and read most of the "Da Nantong Mirror" and looked at his side. The squeamish girl who was copying unconvincedly just now had fallen asleep with her hands on the book.

The pen in his hand also rested on the paper, making the original handwriting blurry.

Her little face was facing him, her eyes were relaxed and closed, and she looked like she was sleeping deeply.

The fingertips traced the soft little face, causing the sleeping person to tremble the perfectly curled eyelashes.

"Um……"

With a faint murmur, Yan Sihan retracted his hand, with a rare smile on his face.

Over the years, he had seen her making noises, seeing her laughing, and seeing her hating him, but he had not seen her sleeping so peacefully beside him for a long time.

After their wedding, she would always frown and talk in her sleep when she fell asleep next to him.

On the night of their wedding, while lying in his arms, she uttered something in her sleep. Her whisper was indistinct, and she could only hear the words 'I want to kill'.

Her desire to kill him has never changed, only the method has changed.

He is willing to accompany her in everything, as long as she is by his side.

"Jiaojiao, what should I do to you?"

The only response he received was the crackling sound of burning coals.

With a slight sigh, he reached out and gently picked up the sleeping person. When his arm exerted force, it would inevitably pull the wound and cause pain.

He wanted to hold her in his arms, but he could only try his best to let her lie on his lap.

"Ahem!" He covered his lips to hold back the cough, and finally sighed helplessly.

Are they already so useless?

The hidden arrow that penetrated his chest injured him so badly that to this day, no clues about the assassin have been found.

It was true that he had doubts about the person in his arms, but he still chose to believe her and allowed her to do what she wanted to do.

All her mistakes will be borne by me.

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"Yan Sihan..."

"Yan Sihan!"

Lin Jiaojiao suddenly woke up from her sleep. When she sat up, she realized that she was currently on the bed in Shuanghuaju.

When did she... come back? She has no impression at all?

There were candles in the house, and it seemed to be dark outside. How long had she slept?

She opened the curtain and looked outside. Xuemei was asleep on the foot warmer in front of the window. She was sleeping deeply. She didn't want to disturb her, but because she couldn't help covering her mouth and coughing twice, she put Xuemei aside. Was woken up.

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