The Regent's Tender Darling

At this time, it was time for her to put on armor for her husband!

The armor was a bit heavy, so her men skillfully tied Yan Sihan's inner armor, hung up his skirt and armor, and put on his battle armor. Finally, she stood on tiptoes and put on the armor for him under his arm, which was lowering his head and supporting her.

Putting on the armor, the man looked taller. Standing beside him, it seemed as if he was not afraid of all wind and rain. He was not only the regent of Danan, but also the irreplaceable tenderness in her heart.

Yan Sihan's face was calm, but his eyes showed infinite gentleness. The person in front of him was his little girl, someone worth protecting with his life.

The one he loves the most wears a battle armor that makes him invincible.

"Your Majesty." Lin Jiaojiao's heart was complicated, and her eyes were filled with wild swings of emotions. She felt sorry for him, but she still suppressed all the emotions she shouldn't have at this time in an instant.

The man took her hand and said warmly: "I am here, don't be afraid."

She smiled and said: "I am here, the prince can rest assured and point his arrow at the city and leave his back to me."

If it were her previous life, she wouldn't have dared to say this, and he wouldn't have believed it, because in her previous life, she was the one who wanted to kill him the most.

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——The Royal Palace.

In the Yangxin Hall, a roar came: "Trash! What use do you have? The majestic Emperor of the South! You were pooped and peed on your head by a man with a foreign surname!"

"Ha! My father is also extremely stupid, so he would hand over the throne to a loser like you!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yangxin Palace became quiet for an instant. All the imperial guards who resisted were slaughtered, and Duan Wang Yan Nanchen could come and go in the palace freely.

Yan Anzhi on the dragon bed was now pale and slumped beside the bed with disheveled hair. The headless corpses on his left and right sides were all eunuchs and maids beside him.

Among them was his noble concubine.

Just an hour ago, the palace was still harmonious and peaceful. His noble concubine lost her son. With disheveled hair and a sick face, she accused Princess An Guo of killing Long Zi.

That was his only dragon son. He originally wanted to send people to capture Princess Anguo, but now, the people around him were beheaded, and the imperial concubine was dragged away and died in front of him.

The entire Yangxin Palace was filled with blood. The head closest to him had wide eyes and was staring straight at him. It was the little palace maid he was closest to, and her blood-red eyes were more penetrating than those of an evil ghost.

Yan Nanchen stood not far from the bed and looked at the embarrassed Yan Anzhi, and finally couldn't help but reveal a coquettish smile.

He approached slowly step by step, scolding the useless emperor while admiring the emperor's miserable appearance, his eyes almost going crazy.

"Father, Father! Have you seen it? Have you seen it?"

Yan Nanchen spread his hands and looked around the entire Yangxin Palace. His great joy made him laugh crazily: "You gave the throne to this loser! Are you waiting for me to grab it myself? Ah? Hahahaha!" As you wish! As you wish!”

Yan Anzhi, who was slumped on the ground, was so frightened by his imperial brother that his face turned pale. He was already ill, and now his body became even more limp and weak, with yellow and white fluids flowing all over the floor.

He looked at his brother in disbelief and murmured: "Brother, don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

He was really scared. Yan Sihan almost killed him last time. Yan Sihan was a madman. He didn't expect that his imperial brother was even crazier than Yan Sihan.

But he really doesn’t want to die, he’s so afraid of death, and now he can be the emperor as long as he can live!

So he changed his words: "Brother Emperor...Brother Emperor, don't kill me, no, it's Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't kill me."