The Regent's Tender Darling

When the three of them saw the princess looking at them, they all subconsciously moved closer to her.

Dongxue said: "My Lady, no matter what happens, the slaves will protect your Majesty."

As soon as these words came out, several girls nodded along.

Lin Jiaojiao smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes. Every one of the girls in her courtyard was good.

She regretted keeping them now. If they were all sent away, they wouldn't sit here with her.

It is natural for these girls to be afraid. She has already died once and has no fear of death anymore.

She's just afraid that the people she cares about will get hurt.

Not long after, Qingtao came in from the outside, still with a cold face, and said submissively: "Princess, the imperial guards outside have withdrawn, and the prince has also returned. He has just entered the palace now."

The arrival of this good news shocked everyone in the room.

Afterwards, Lin Jiaojiao's face showed the joy of surviving the disaster, and she quickly stood up and went out without caring about anything.

Naturally, no one stopped her.

She ran out holding a goose-yellow skirt and cloak, the wind brushing her ears and making her face hurt.

She didn't care at all about this little pain.

After running out of Minghuaxuan, she saw the person she longed for in the distance. He was back.

While running, Yan Sihan fell on the ground. Since he was far away, Yan Sihan subconsciously raised his hand to catch the fall.

Then the pace quickened.

Lin Jiaojiao quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and continued running towards the man.

Finally, when she got close, she threw herself into his arms and felt the sharp fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, which made her feel so relieved that she wanted to forget everything.

The man's clothes were full of coldness, which was very different from the warmth in his arms. The goose-yellow clothes were already dirty, and the dirt rubbed on the man's robe.

Hugging each other tightly, the man whispered softly in his ear: "Be good, this king is fine."

"I know." She whispered in response, hugging him tighter and tighter, not wanting to let go of him at all.

"Be good." The man's slender hands gently put the hat on the back of her cloak.

She just raised her face to look at him. The man looked down at her with no other emotions except tenderness and care and a little worry.

He held her hand in his palm, spread her palm and looked at it carefully, and was relieved when he saw that there was no scratch.

"Slow down a little bit from now on, you know?" The man's gentle words were gentle and not painful.

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes narrowed into crescent moons. It was the best thing for her that Yan Sihan could come back safely.

Feeling the coldness between the man's fingers, she quickly said: "Your Majesty, it's cold outside, go back first."

"Okay." He picked up the reckless girl to prevent her from falling again, which made him feel distressed.

On the way back, Lin Jiaojiao had actually guessed most of it. The emperor was not dead, but he was definitely punished.

Although she didn't know what kind of punishment she received, she knew that the emperor wanted to punish himself and punish the world, and the purpose of doing so was to restore the people's support.

After this incident, she also knew that she had to speed up her progress.

At the same time, she noticed a person, Zhao Renhou.

This man now controls the military power of four thousand troops, and his relationship with the emperor has completely collapsed.

But Zhaorenhou has never been a clique. It is not easy to win over this person. It can even be said to be impossible.

But now that he has such a dirty thing with the emperor, he may have to worry about it every day in the future. Who knows if the emperor will stand up one day, and Zhao Renhou will definitely not end well!