The Regent's Tender Darling

"What's going on?" Lin Jiaojiao asked Eleven after sitting down.

The lotus flower has been supported by Xuemei.

Eleven cupped his hands and said: "Back to the princess, this girl walked out of the palace gate two hundred meters and turned out of the sight of the palace guards. When my subordinates arrived, this girl happened to encounter the assassin. There was only one person who assassinated, but this person's martial arts was not good. Weak, my subordinates are not willing to fight and hunt."

"Assassination?" Lin Jiaojiao's face darkened and she turned to look at He Hua.

He Hua was obviously overly frightened. The assassin, who was said to be not weak in martial arts when faced with Eleven, could not survive for a breath.

Looking at the bandage around Hehua's neck, one can imagine that the assassin had already taken action when Eleven took action.

I can still sit now, I guess the injury is not serious.

Who would assassinate Lotus? What is the purpose?

The only thing she could think of was to cover up the truth about Lin'an government office.

With an assassin appearing in broad daylight, has the capital become so unsafe?

Thinking of this, she said: "Xuemei, please send Hehua to stay in Holly's room."

It is definitely not safe for Hehua to go out now, so she can only stay in the Regent's Palace first.

"Yes." Xuemei agreed and led the people out. The room where Dongqing and Qin Zhi once lived has been turned into a utility room. Because Qin Zhi died so tragically, the maids like them did what they did when they slept at night. Nightmare.

The prince also suggested that the empress should move to Minghuaxuan, but the empress said she did not believe in ghosts and gods and had no intention of moving out of Shuanghua Residence.

"Holly, the lotus has been taken care of by you."

Dongqing was sitting on the edge of the bed in the house in a daze, holding a purse in her hand and looking at it. She came back to reality after hearing the sound.

Somewhat distractedly, he said: "Oh! Okay."

"What are you looking at? So serious." Xuemei asked casually.

Dongqing did not shy away and said directly: "Qin Zhi embroidered the purse for me."

The relationship between Dongqing and Qin Zhi used to be very good, and they were the best sisters they could talk to. Now that Qin Zhi is dead, Dongqing doesn't feel scared, only feels sad.

Hearing the word "Qin Zhi", Xuemei's face also showed sadness, and the room fell into silence for a while.

…

——Minghuaxuan.

"Where is the prince?"

Lin Jiaojiao had already arrived at Minghuaxuan Courtyard. Qingxing saw her and said, "Princess, the prince is resting in the bedroom."

Take a break? How could Yan Sihan be so obedient?

At the same time, she felt something was wrong. Yan Sihan even took the initiative to rest. He must be seriously injured!

With a shocked look on his face, he hurried to the dormitory without caring about anything else.

No one stopped her, but when she entered the house, she found that Yan Sihan was not resting in bed, but sitting on the Luohan bed by the window reading a book.

"Yan Sihan, you...how are you injured?" She looked at the cold and cold man with a worried expression.

He changed into his official uniform and put on a snow-white round collar robe, and just sitting like that was the best scenery in the world.

When the man saw her, he put down the book in his hand and said, "Jiaojiao, come here."

She sat down next to him obediently, and the man seemed to frown in dissatisfaction.

She knew why Yan Sihan was dissatisfied, because what he just tapped with his fingertips was his leg.

"obedient!"

An order came out, and she first observed Yan Sihan's face. It looked fine, but his face was a little whiter, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

Just as she was about to obey, there was a knock on the door, "Your Majesty, my subordinate Ye Feng, Prince An is here. Do you want to see him?"

"No." Yan Sihan decisively refused to see King An.

Lin Jiaojiao hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed her words. Now that Prince An is here, he must have figured it out.

"Yes." The night breeze outside responded.