The Regent's Tender Darling

Yan Sihan's eyes fell on her white arm, on the small patch of purple-green elbow.

He stretched out his hand and held her wrist, with distressed and somewhat sulky eyes, and then said to the outside of the study: "Bring the blood-stasis removing ointment in."

After giving the instructions, he looked at her again and asked patiently: "Where else?"

She shook her head subconsciously. There was still pain in her foot, but she was still a little embarrassed to expose her foot.

Unexpectedly, just after she denied it, a big hand grasped her aching ankle, which made her gasp in pain.

And he made a squealing cry of pain: "It hurts~"

Qingxing quickly brought the small medicine box in, without squinting, put it aside, bowed and left.

Lin Jiaojiao could only watch as Yan Sihan took off her shoes and socks, and a foot as white as the cold moon was exposed, and he grabbed it with one hand.

The warmth from the palms of her hands spread to the slightly cold soles of her feet, tickling her slightly, which coated her cheeks with a layer of pink haze.

"Yan... Yan Sihan." Due to her imbalance, she put her hands on the ground, turned her head slightly and twitched her feet to move back.

However, not only did the man have no intention of letting go, he had already begun to take out the medicine jar with his other hand, moving slowly and without any strange look in his eyes.

Instead, it felt cold and cold.

This made her face even hotter, because no one else was thinking about it at all, only she was thinking about it.

This feeling of embarrassment caused her round toes to tighten and her body to twist.

"Good boy, don't move around. It's not convenient for me to have sex these days."

Lin Jiaojiao: "..."

She looked at the serious man with some disbelief. Could she really say this so calmly?

The cold ointment fell on her ankle, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. His fingertips rubbed circles on her ankle, the movements were very light and gentle.

But these little circles seemed to hit the tip of her heart.

This feeling was very bad and suffocating. Her face was getting hotter and hotter, and even the air in the room became hot.

"Yan, Yan Sihan, I..."

What should she say? She didn't even dare to look at him now.

Then, the strength on her feet relaxed a lot, and he put on her shoes and socks, doing everything calmly.

She then sat up and secretly glanced at the person next to her, only to find that Yan Sihan had picked up the folding book next to her again.

"Yan Sihan."

As soon as the words came out, the man seemed to know what she was going to say, and said: "Some urgent remarks, Zhongshu Sheng can't make up his mind."

Seeing this, she had to ask: "Where is your Majesty? It's time for your Majesty to handle government affairs now."

"Your Majesty is still in confinement."

Grounded?

The only one who could restrain the little emperor was Yan Sihan. She didn't know what happened in the court for a while.

But if a woman doesn’t ask about politics, why should she ask too much about it?

…

After sitting down from Minghuaxuan, she ate some mutton soup and fell asleep, but after lying on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep.

This life has really changed.

She didn't know if it was because she had changed, or if it was because she had changed.

Yan Sihan was not injured so seriously in his previous life.

Although Yan Sihan didn't show any pain on his face now, she knew that his character, temperament and identity did not allow him to show weakness.

She didn't try to expose it, she could only show her concern through words.

In the past two days, she had thought about a lot of things, but she still couldn't figure out who gave so many dead soldiers to assassinate the regent?

She secretly glanced at a piece of paper with a picture on Yan Sihan's desk. It was a symbol, a round frame with a snake in the middle.

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