The Regent's Tender Darling

Xuemei came in and combed her hair. She didn't use rouge or gouache. She was just listening and didn't care about it.

"I think your Majesty should not use rouge in the future because it will cover up your beauty." Xuemei said with a smile.

But what she said is true. The empress is like hibiscus coming out of clear water, and she naturally removes the carvings.

"Why are you so sweet today?" Lin Jiaojiao asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Xuemei pretended to be unhappy and said, "I'm not being sweet, I'm telling the truth."

"Well, let me believe you for once."

Who wouldn't be happy to be praised?

After breakfast, we left the palace.

In the carriage, Lin Jiaojiao sat next to Yan Sihan, taking his hand and playing with it like a jade ornament.

From time to time, she was a little envious. Yan Sihan's hands were white and slender, with well-defined joints and a slight red tint. They were more beautiful than women's hands, and the lines were both tough and soft.

From now on, she would have to hold his hand and look at him for a while every day.

In the eyes of the man, the girl held his hand and looked at it very seriously, frowning from time to time, and stroking the back of his hand from time to time.

This little face has various changes and is very beautiful.

"With such a beautiful hand, it would be a pity not to eat it." After Lin Jiaojiao said this, she picked it up and took a bite.

He didn't react at all, just let her do it, and after letting go, he carefully wiped the hand he had just bitten.

It's like cleaning a piece of porcelain.

But the porcelain could move, and he tapped the tip of her nose, and finally said: "Be good."

This good-natured voice is lingering and has a magnetic voice that is slightly hoarse, which is very pleasant to listen to.

She looked up at him and was about to say something when the carriage stopped.

"Your Majesty, we're here." The person outside said.

Lin Jiaojiao quickly sat down, and Yan Sihan got off the carriage first, then stretched out a white and slender hand from the carriage, which was quickly wrapped in a big warm palm. He helped the people inside get out of the carriage.

Looking at the Criminal Department in front of her, Lin Jiaojiao subconsciously kept a certain distance from Yan Sihan. This was outside, not at home.

Noticing her little movement, someone still reached out and led her into the Criminal Department. The good thing was that the sleeves were wide and there were guards beside her, so you couldn't tell if you weren't paying attention.

At this time, Lin Shen had not yet been arraigned. When Han Changgao saw the Queen Regent, he bowed his hands and said, "Prince Regent, Princess Regent."

The case of Yan Sihan was handed over to Han Changgao for trial. She and Yan Sihan sat on the left side.

Not long after, Lin Shen was put on the shackles and escorted up. The prison clothes that were stained with blood yesterday were now clean.

She didn't see it too clearly in the prison, but from the outside, Lin Shen's face still showed the elegant temperament of a scholar, but Lin Shen was no longer Lin Sen.

To be precise, Lin Sen is dead. Today's Lin Shen has no relationship with the past Lin Sen.

Lin Shen knelt down and faced Han Changgao's majestic interrogation. Lin Shen slowly spoke.

When he opened his mouth, no sound came out, as if he didn't know what to say. He looked at the regent princess, with unknown emotions in his eyes. After a few breaths, he said: "I am the mastermind behind this matter, and Feng Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, It doesn’t matter, Feng Yuan is innocent.”

He first proved his innocence for Feng Yuan, Minister of Works. Feng Yuan was indeed unaware of this matter and was all fooled by him.

It's just that Feng Yuan is indeed guilty. He ignored the oversight and was careless and careless about the trivial matters of the Ministry of Works, leaving everything to the people below to deal with it.

Maybe it's because of this that he can do so many things.

When asked about the whereabouts of the money, he continued weakly: "I was also instructed. This batch of treasury silver did not come from the household tribe to the Ministry of Industry. The Ministry of household just gave the bill."