The Regent's Sweetheart

"Go, stay with me." Yang Hua said in a deep voice, she has never obeyed these messy things, women's childbirth is dangerous, how can it be unlucky?

Yan Sihan didn't hesitate about this, he wanted to know how his little girl was doing now.

When Yan Sihan entered the room, Lin Jiaojiao, whose eyes were full of tears from the pain, was instantly struck by lightning!

How did Yan Sihan come in?how could he come in...

This was Lin Jiaojiao's first thought.

Yan Sihan's appearance stunned Xuemei who was still worried, but Wen Po remained calm and said, "Princess, use your strength."

"Yan Sihan...it hurts..." She was shocked, but the moment she saw him, she felt extremely wronged.

Yan Sihan sat down by the bed, and took hold of the hand that was gripping the quilt tightly. The little girl's face was pale, her forehead was densely covered with sweat, and even her hair was soaked.

His little girl is suffering.

"Jiaojiao."

Perhaps because of the support, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help holding the hand that was clenched tightly against her even harder, took a deep breath listening to Mrs. Wen's words, and then used her strength!
She endured the pain and didn't cry out, she didn't want to waste her efforts, she wanted to give birth to both babies in her stomach safely!
Originally, when the doctor found out that they were twins, she was afraid and had a headache, but now she felt a surge of courage for no reason.

"Princess, use your strength!"

"Born, born!"

After a burst of crying, Lin Jiaojiao had no strength left. She lay on the bed, letting the people around her talk to her, and letting the maid clean up for her.

Anyway, she didn't want to move at all, didn't want to talk, and didn't even want to open her eyes too wide.

"Jiaojiao..." The man took her hand and put it to his lips.

She could hear his distress. For her, everything was worth it, and she would never give birth again.

"Yan Sihan...I don't want to have children anymore, you pay attention...be careful..." She spoke weakly, her voice was very low, so low that only half of it could be heard clearly when she was close to her.

The man nodded, his eyes serious: "Okay."

He will never let his little girl suffer this kind of suffering a second time.

During the confinement period, besides Yan Sihan taking care of her, the mother-in-law even told Yan Sihan how to take care of her meticulously.

In the words of my mother-in-law, you have to take care of your own woman, and you have to take good care of her.

Two children, a girl and a boy, the boy is the older brother and the girl is the younger sister.

The Ling family asked her to choose a name. In fact, she had been thinking about it since she was pregnant, but until now, she hadn't thought of it.

There are so many good names, and she wants the best for her two children that it is difficult to choose.

So she gave the boy's name to Yan Sihan and named him Shuangzhou.

After confinement, she changed into her favorite red dress, and he led her to watch the sunset above the gate of Wushuang City.

Leaning in his arms, she stared at the clouds in the distance with fascination until the moon rose and the sun set.

The moonlight shines like a layer of frost, a layer of gentle tulle.

He held her in his arms, and her back was leaning against his chest, only feeling the warmth of the winter wind.

"It's as white as snow on a mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds. I hope to have one heart and one mind, and never leave each other." She pondered, looking at Mobei outside Wushuang City, and suddenly raised her face to look at the man with lowered eyes looking down at her. The man smiled and said, "Yan Sihan, I know what name to take."

"What?" the man asked with a smile.

"How deep is the love? The sunset in the mountains and the rain in autumn, so it's called... the sunset."

"Okay." The man answered without any rebuttal.

"Yan Sihan, I suddenly feel that time flies so fast, I... am a little scared." She was afraid that all the good things would disappear in the next moment.

He hugged her a little tighter, and the moonlit night breeze was floating, and he whispered softly in her ear: "Hey, don't be afraid, you and I, the future will be long."