The Regent's Tender Darling

"Heirloom from the Ling family?" Lin Jiaojiao heard what Li Maonian said and couldn't help but cast her eyes on the Silver Dragon Spear.

This gun was indeed special, and she suddenly felt that Yan Sihan was even more powerful with a gun than with a sword.

I don't know if it was her imagination.

Mumbling the four words "White Dragon Yin Feng", she suddenly felt that she had heard of these four words somewhere, or maybe she had seen these four words somewhere.

In short, she couldn't remember it clearly, but there was a sentence in her mind: "If this gun is used against the enemy, it cannot be destroyed by arrows and stones."

She didn't know who said this to her, but it was so vague that she couldn't remember it at all.

When she was in a daze, she didn't know what Yan Sihan said to Li Maonian. She only heard Yan Sihan say rather modestly: "Thank you, sir, for your advice."

"Don't take advice seriously. Li only knows a little bit about this gun. I am lucky enough to see this gun today. Li's trip is well worth it."

Although Li Maonian couldn't see his face clearly because he was wearing a bamboo hat, Lin Jiaojiao could tell from his tone that the White Dragon Chanting Phoenix Spear was something that should not be underestimated.

It seemed that her choice was not wrong. Perhaps there were some reasons why Yan Sihan refused the gun, but she knew that the gun would eventually fall into his hands.

It's just a matter of sooner or later.

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---New Year's Eve.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark, the morning stars were sparsely distributed in the night sky, and I could hear the north wind whistling past the window.

"Jiaojiao, wake up, be good." The man beside the bed was neatly dressed, and the girl half lying in his arms was sleeping soundly.

He has been coaxing her for half an hour, and the girl in his arms always cooes twice and then goes back to sleep.

"Be good, or else..." The man's thin lips were close to the sleeping person's ear, and a few warm breaths caressed the ear, mixed with a low whisper.

Lin Jiaojiao was lying in bed. She just wanted to sleep for another quarter of an hour, and her consciousness was half asleep and half awake.

So she actually knew every move Yan Sihan made to her.

The reason why Yan Sihan woke her up so early was because she was leaving the Regent's Mansion for the Ling Mansion Villa today.

Yan Sihan told her last night that he was going to Lingfu Courtyard to celebrate the New Year this year. At that time, she was "half dead" after being tortured for an hour.

She was so groggy that she didn't ask him why. Anyway, she agreed.

When I heard what the man said, I didn't react at first, and then I was stunned for a breath.

The feeling in her memory seemed to reappear, and she suddenly opened her eyes, only to find that he was looking down at her.

After seeing her wake up, the man's eyes narrowed slightly: "The little lazy cat wants to wake up? Huh?"

This slightly raised "hmm" was filled with gentleness and magnetism, which made her face turn red inexplicably.

It's definitely not because of the word "um", but there is something in his words.

For a moment, she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes. She didn't expect that the usually cold and dignified regent could also do evil.

She just did this, probably because she was really afraid, and he really did what he said and never lied.

"Well, I'm awake."

She struggled slightly and sat up from his arms.

Yan Sihan was there when she got up. As long as he was not busy leaving to deal with official duties, he would dress her personally.

And every movement he makes is very appropriate and meticulous, as if he is dressing a child.

She couldn't help but speak: "Yan Sihan, have you ever worn clothes for your daughter's family before?"

How else could he be so skilled?

She didn't ask the last sentence, it was just what she was thinking, but as soon as the idea came out, she was immediately intrigued!

A pair of almond-shaped eyes stared intently at the man who dressed her in a gardenia-colored cloak. His eyes were full of "questioning" in addition to suspicion.