The Regent's Tender Darling

"Your Majesty, I am not feeling well today. I will handle the matter of reviewing the memorials on my behalf."

Lin Jiaojiao was still a bit unable to react to Yan Si's cold and abrupt words.

It was the same in the previous life. Even though he knew she was trying to find out information, he still told her, probably not taking it seriously.

Or maybe that was the only time she approached him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a sore nose. She pressed her face against the man's chest and her voice was slightly choked: "Yan Sihan, I love you."

This statement is too straightforward and is something that her daughter's family would be ashamed to say, but it is also her sincere statement.

Ever since she stayed in the palace for two years in her previous life, her feelings for Yan Sihan had already turned into a mixture of love and hate.

Now that the misunderstanding was resolved and the hatred was gone, she only had guilt and love for Yan Sihan.

"What did you say?" The man's tone seemed a little urgent, and he pinched her chin with his big hand, forcing her to look up and look at him.

From Yan Sihan's slightly condensed eyes, she saw disbelief and a hint of forbearance.

He must not believe it.

Also, after she learned about the lies spun by Lin Zhengyang, she tried her best to destroy this long-established marriage.

He spoke harshly to Yan Sihan and avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

He even assassinated Yan Sihan last year in order to avenge his mother.

And she succeeded.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out. Although she was afraid, it was very shallow, but no matter how shallow it was, it would still be an injury.

Yan Sihan didn't blame her, but his heart was broken by her.

This year she took the initiative to propose marriage because she wanted to marry Jin Guo.

Even though my heart was broken by her, I never stopped loving her.

Big tears fell from the corners of her eyes, falling down her cheeks and into the man's hands.

"Yan Sihan...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...give me a chance...let me make up for it..."

Because of her crying, she could not speak smoothly. She could feel the strength of the man's hand loosening, but not completely.

He might... still not believe her.

Misunderstandings must be resolved as soon as possible. In this beleaguered capital, how many eyes were staring at them, and how many hands wanted to reach out.

"Yan Sihan...I hated you before. Those words I said were...because my father said you killed my mother. I...I...I know I am stupid. How could you kill me?" My mother, I...I want to make it up to you...I'm sorry...I'm really sorry...You believe me."

Because her chin was restrained by the man's hand, she was forced to raise her head, her eyes wet with tears. She couldn't see Yan Sihan's expression clearly for a while, but she could only reach for the man's waist with her hands.

She wanted to hug him tightly and never let go, clinging to him like a dog-skin plaster.

After a long time, she clearly felt a slight pain coming from her jaw, as the man's hand was exerting force.

A low voice sounded: "Lin Jiaojiao, remember what you said today, it's best...don't lie to me! Otherwise..."

Before Yan Sihan finished speaking, she opened her eyes slightly and replied: "Otherwise, I will not be able to do well..."

Before the word "death" could be uttered, his mouth was quickly covered by a big hand, and the words were swallowed.

The man held back his anger and scolded in a gentle voice: "Don't make such an oath. No matter whether you deceive me or not, I want you to live well!"

"Woo..." With her mouth covered, she could only nod obediently, indicating that she would not say any more.

Although I was moved by his words, I always felt a little lonely in my heart.

He still didn't believe her.

But it doesn't matter, she will try her best to make him believe in her.

Just when Yan Sihanxin let go of her hand, the word "death" blurted out.

Crisp and loud.

Since it is an oath, it must be sent out completely. What's the point of sending out half of it?

Yan Si's face was cold, his eyes seemed to be stained with frost, and he stared at her without saying a word.

The look in her eyes was like a giant python trying to swallow her into its belly.

It makes people feel cold on their backs.

In the end, someone just said "little liar" helplessly, then picked her up and carried her straight to the bed.

However, Lin Jiaojiao panicked at this moment!

"Yan Sihan...Yan Sihan, what are you doing! Don't...I...I'm afraid of pain~"