The Regent's Tender Darling

Is it really just about interests, and does it really mean that he doesn't have any feelings for her? Marrying her was all because she was the emperor's favored princess, her mother was a favored concubine, and her brother was a favored prince.

Nowadays, her brother is everyone's joke, and her mother-in-law is no longer the favored concubine she once was, and she is no longer the princess her father loves.

So... is that why you treat her like this?

The thin layer of sadness in his eyes emerged, and his moist eyes were red, as if tears would flow out in the next moment.

Yu Jincheng's drunken and hazy eyes gradually became clear, and his eyes were always on the wine glass in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his cold and broken face, and he said: "Princess."

The voice was deep, but the elongated tail sound was particularly gentle, but there was no emotion in it.

He slowly raised his eyes. This was the first time in the past few years that he took a closer look at his first wife. She was still as beautiful as before. She was dressed in red and made everyone's heart flutter.

Even the sadness in his eyes seemed to be shining through the stars, extremely beautiful and wonderful.

What he liked most was her aloof look. Her every frown, every word and every action made people dare not look down upon her.

And he himself was not from a poor background. He was also from a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. He was the top pick in high school and married the emperor's favorite princess.

At that time, the world envied him, but now everyone pities him. His good career was ruined by his marriage.

He thought he didn't care about these remarks from others, but he was not some immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Nothing is done by oneself, but everything is done by the heart.

That beautiful face, that proud face, the face he once liked, now only makes him feel disgusted.

"Master Cheng." Yan Ning felt a little confused at this time. Yu Jincheng looked at her so seriously, but she didn't know what he was thinking.

It was as if the person looking at her was just a soulless puppet.

"Princess, why are you doing this?" The man withdrew his eyes, his tone was casual and a bit joking, he drank the wine in one gulp, then put it down and stood up.

"Prime Minister!" Yan Ning stood up suddenly. The princess who was usually indifferent to everyone and everything seemed to be fascinated by love today.

It seems that she has returned to her state of mind before she got married, but after all, things are different than people.

Yu Jincheng stopped leaving, but did not turn around. He stood with his hands behind his back. She could only see his distant indifference.

"If you leave today, I, the princess, will be with you..." She took two breaths, as if it was difficult to breathe. After all, the words "heli" were not uttered.

"I heard that there is an extra person in the princess's yard recently. If the princess is hurt by someone, why should she act so hurtful to me?"

Before she finished speaking, Yan Ning's face suddenly changed color. She had, many, no less than him.

But everything happened to her after he betrayed her. He could do it, and so could she. There was nothing to say about it, and she wasn't afraid that he would use it as an excuse.

Yes, why bother? I have long since lost my heart.

"You and I are the same. Why can't the princess be more open-minded like me?"

After Yu Jincheng was about to leave, there was a sudden noise behind him. When he turned around, a wine glass was thrown at him, but it missed the target.

Hitting the closed door, it landed crisply and shattered.

The people who had just arrived outside the door were also startled by the sudden sound and stopped in their tracks.

"I'm different from you——!"

The hoarse voice reached his ears, and Yu Jincheng in the bedroom could not help but shrink his pupils, his eyes slightly shocked.

The beautiful red dress was as bright as fire, and the skirt was stained and stained by the food and wine. The princess... was crying?