The Regent's Tender Darling

"Empress——!"

The girl in a goose-yellow dress fell down from the high ladder like a falling butterfly, and the people below invariably stretched out their hands to pick her up.

In just a short moment, Lin Jiaojiao felt that all her three souls and seven souls had left her body. She subconsciously tried to grab the tree trunk, but failed to grab anything. Instead, a ball of snow fell on her warm face, which made her feel cold. Take a breath.

She fell, but there was no pain as she imagined. She fell firmly into a hug. Someone caught her, and the familiar scent of winter plum enveloped her in an instant.

When the servants of Minghuaxuan saw the visitor, they all knelt down quickly. They were scared but at the same time they were happy. Fortunately, the prince caught the princess.

The person in his arms opened his eyes, and thin flakes of snow melted on the long eyelashes. The bright eyes were still in shock, but when they looked at him, they were completely covered with surprise.

"Prince!" Lin Jiaojiao was shocked and happy at the same time, because her panicked heartbeat was so loud that others could hear it clearly.

Yan Sihan lowered his eyes and looked down at her face. His expression was not good, even serious, but the worry deep in his cold pupils was clearly audible.

She was probably angry, angry that she misbehaved and fell from the top, but in fact it was not that she was misbehaved at all, but there was something wrong with the ladder.

"Yan Sihan, do you like the ceremony I prepared for you?" She could only say this with a smile, otherwise the atmosphere would have been too cold, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

The man suppressed the cold look in his eyes, glanced at the "lively" courtyard, and then lowered his eyes towards her. His thin lips like a sword unconsciously raised a slight arc, and there was a smile in his eyes: "I thought the prince in my arms was That’s it.”

"Ah?" Before Lin Jiaojiao could react, her face turned red and hot. The snowflakes fell on her cheeks and immediately turned into water droplets.

The man didn't care about anything else, he just carried her into the house. She didn't know whether it was because she was shy or something, but she buried her face in his arms, but she couldn't stop the smile on her lips.

After entering the house, she poked her head out of his arms and said shyly, "It's not impossible."

After saying this, she realized how bad her idea was, and had no choice but to rub her face into his arms again.

Yan Sihan sat down with the person in his arms. The little girl was shy and refused to look at him, but her already crimson ears were exposed.

He leaned down and lowered his head, slowly brought his lips to the warm and small ear, and said: "Okay, I accept this gift."

The soft and soft tone was particularly sultry, and the slightly cold breath not only failed to cool her down, but made her face even hotter.

"Be good, I want to take a good look at you." The man reached out and pinched her chin slightly domineeringly, and the coolness of his fingertips spread to her chin.

Only then did she realize that his whole body was cold. It was so cold outside that he must have been frozen all the way back.

At this time, she couldn't care about anything else. She grabbed his hand with her backhand, held it in her palm, lowered her head, breathed in the heat, and rubbed it again.

"I'm not cold." Yan Sihan's anger came from above her head. When she raised her head, she realized that he was looking down at her with a faint smile.

She was a little crazy for a moment. He looked good when he wasn't smiling, and even better when he was smiling.

Swallowing softly, her throat rolling as she did so, she moved closer and placed a kiss on his lips.

The kiss was very light and fleeting. The man seemed a little dissatisfied with her behavior, and the big hands on her waist were withdrawn into his arms.

"Not enough." After the words fell, there was no more voice.