The Regent's Tender Darling

After hearing Eleven's words, Lin Jiaojiao, who had originally retracted her gaze, was slightly startled, frowned slightly and looked at Eleven again, wondering: "What woman?"

Now, Lin Jiaojiao began to feel a little baffled.

"Princess Duan." The name was revealed at eleven o'clock.

Lin Jiaojiao shook her head immediately after hearing this. She looked at what the relationship between Eleven and Lin Qinghua was.

She was just worried about some things, especially the fact that Eleven was Yan Sihan's.

He carefully looked at the cold black iron mask on Eleven's face. After thinking for a moment, his eyes lit up and he said immediately: "Eleven, you and I, the princess, come in."

It was really freezing outside, and she felt cold all over. She didn't know how Yan Sihan was doing in Shannan's disaster relief work. It felt freezing to the core in the house today, and she didn't know how bad it was outside.

Fortunately, there were letters exchanged, in which Yan Sihan said everything was fine, and she could feel a little relieved after seeing the letters every day.

When we entered the house, it was obviously much warmer, as if we had stepped into spring from the coldest months of winter.

Xiaoyun, who was stirring the charcoal fire, saw the two people coming in. He quickly put down the poker and said, "Your Majesty."

"Xiaoyun, you go down first."

"Yes." Xiaoyun obeyed and exited the room.

Lin Jiaojiao walked to the small table, sat down, looked at Eleven and said, "Sit down."

Eleven bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Princess. I can just stand."

Since she refused to sit down, she didn't force it. She took the pot and asked casually: "What is the relationship between your shadow guard and the prince?"

"Master!"

"Oh? Then why does the prince trust you so much?" Lin Jiaojiao asked curiously, pouring a glass of water for Eleven and handing it to Eleven.

Eleven looked at the water glass and frowned slightly. Such an action was invisible under the black iron mask. Lin Jiaojiao guessed it from the subtle movement in Eleven's hair.

She couldn't help but wonder: "Is there something wrong? Can't you tell me?"

"No." Eleven focused his gaze on her again, and then said: "It's just that the shadow guard cannot eat any other food or water during the mission!"

"Ah~?" Lin Jiaojiao didn't expect such an answer. She looked at the water glass and frowned: "Isn't this... the one I gave you, too?"

"Um."

"Why is this?"

"Regulation."

"Okay." Lin Jiaojiao waved her hand, without any intention of forcing it, and then asked: "Then if you are always by my side, you are still on a mission?"

"yes."

No wonder she had never seen Eleven eat anything in front of her.

On weekdays, she would share snacks she thought were delicious with Xuemei and the others. Later, when Eleven followed her, she would also ask Xuemei to share some with Eleven or Thirteen.

However, Xuemei would come back and complain quietly every time, saying something about being ungrateful.

Later, Xuemei ate it herself without giving the shadow guard a chance to reject her.

She poured herself a glass of water and said, "So the Shadow Guard's rules are so strict?"

"Well, these are all decided by the old prince!"

Old prince? Lin Jiaojiao paused slightly. It turned out that this rule was set by the current King of Zhennan. If Yan Sihan was not the regent, he would definitely take the title of King of Zhennan.

"Oh." She responded, and then she thought about it while drinking water. She had been trying to chat with Eleven. She just wanted to get closer to Eleven so that she would have the courage to tell Eleven something about her. I want to say what I want to do.