The Regent's Tender Darling

The entrance to the palace.

Yan Xuan came out of the Regent's Palace and walked down the steps with a gentle expression. Every step and every move showed the elegance of a scholar.

The boy behind him had a cloud-pattern brocade box in his hand. This was the collection of poems he came to borrow from the regent this time.

Inside the box is Ning Yuan's calligraphy by the great poet Wang Yuan of the former dynasty. It is extremely valuable. Only the Prince Regent's Palace in the world has included such a complete set.

Walking to the carriage, the boy looked around and whispered: "Your Majesty, I think this regent is not consistent with the rumors."

Yan Xuan, who was about to get on the carriage, turned his head and glanced at the boy, scolding: "Is the Regent the one you can discuss behind your back?"

Although the gentle expression did not change much, the boy immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.

Seeing this, Yan Xuancai said: "Let's go."

the other side.

Minghuaxuan.

Ye Ming looked at the palace guards who came to the courtyard, frowned and said coldly: "Nie Ping, what are you doing here?"

In fact, he didn't need to think about it to know that Nie Ping was here to apologize. He saw Nie Ping kneeling on one leg in front of him and holding his hands flat: "My subordinate did not do his job well, so I came here to apologize."

If this doesn't happen, the matter will be settled. This will put him in trouble.

It would be fine if he usually made mistakes, but the order to let people in was given by the princess. If he punished Nie Ping, wouldn't it be tantamount to slapping the princess in face?

He is just a guard beside the prince, how dare he do this?

In the study room.

"Your Majesty, guard Nie Ping has come to plead guilty. I don't know how to make a decision, so I ask Your Majesty to make it clear." Ye Ming bowed his hands and waited for Yan Sihan to speak.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire study became quieter and quieter, with only the occasional sound of turning pages and the sound of a pen moving across the paper.

It wasn't until Yan Sihan finished reading and correcting an official document that he looked at Ye Ming, who was still saluting.

"The order is passed down. From now on, everyone in the palace must abide by what the princess says. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to the princess will not be leniently spared."

His voice was calm and calm.

From the girl's meeting with Prince Duan a few days ago, to her letting Prince An in and what she said at the gate of the palace today, as well as decisively getting rid of the Xizuo raised in the backyard.

He knew that this girl was planning something. She didn't seem to be from King Duan, nor from the Lin family or the Queen Mother.

More like his people.

If that's the case, why doesn't he help?

He wanted to see what kind of medicine this girl was selling in her gourd.

"Your Majesty!"

Ye Ming suddenly raised his head, feeling that there was something wrong with this order. It was just a trivial matter, but...

"If the princess must abide by what she says, then if the princess cares about the Lin family and Prince Duan, wouldn't the palace be in chaos?"

Ye Ming risked his life to say these words, and then knelt down.

"Go down." After saying these words, Yan Sihan picked up the new official document and began to review it.

The meaning was obvious. The prince had made up his mind, and he did not dare to refute it any further. Now that Ye Feng was still out on business and had not come back, he could not relax his burden.

I thought that in the future, the princess would have to report things to the prince as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Yes, I am resigning."

…

At this time, Lin Jiaojiao had just returned to Shuanghua Residence, but she saw an exquisite box on the tea table in the hall, and she suddenly felt strange.

There weren't any when I first left, so how come there are more of them now when I came back?

Judging from the style of the box, it doesn't look like anything in her courtyard.

I walked over and opened the box, and it turned out to be blue and white porcelain! There is a red round on each concave circle, and the crystal clear sugar wraps the red hawthorn.

Each one is no less rounded than the East Pearl, and each one is almost the same size. There are six in total, and they are all as exquisite as ornaments.

"Candied haws?"

At this time, Qing Tao said: "Princess, these are the snacks that the prince ordered his servant to bring back just now."

Several other girls saw it with joy on their faces. They had never seen such exquisite candied haws.

Several girls laughed and discussed in low voices, but she was the only one who felt as sweet as if someone had poured honey on her.

Her Yan Sihan is really attentive, even choosing the best candied haws for her.

Pick one up and take a bite. The thin layer of sugar on the outside cracks crisply, and the hawthorn inside suddenly becomes sour and sweet, and even the innermost core turns into soft and waxy bean paste.