The Regent's Tender Darling

"What's the matter with the concubine?" Lin Jiaojiao smiled gently, as if the person in front of her was a guest who came to visit.

She had never regarded anyone as a love rival, and Yan Sihan would not give her this opportunity.

If she had a love rival in the future, she would leave without hesitation. Liking Yan Sihan was not a love rival, but the one Yan Sihan liked was considered a love rival.

Obviously, from beginning to end, Yan Sihan had no feelings for Zhao Shuang'er, and he did not even have nominal care and pity.

She did not pity Zhao Shuang'er, wishful thinking, and she deserved it.

If Yan Sihan had not liked her, she would not have stayed in the palace. Perhaps she was spoiled by her elder brother and her maternal grandparents when she was a child, which led to her thinking being different from other women.

But she did not set the precedent of a couple for life. She glanced at the man sitting next to her, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she lowered her eyes to read a book, and she never looked at Zhao Shuang'er.

It was so casual and natural, not deliberately avoiding, but simply not caring.

Zhao Shuang'er tried to hold back the tears in her eyes and knelt down in front of the Regent.

This move was confusing. Why did she look so humiliated?

The way she bit her lips and held back her tears was very lovable. Lin Jiaojiao put away her smile. What kind of demon was she trying to do?

Yan Sihan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Shuang'er. There was no emotion in his eyes, but his face became colder and colder.

He naturally wouldn't give a good face to this person who suddenly broke in and interrupted the good mood of the girl next to him.

Perhaps Zhao Shuang'er had never seen how good Yan Sihan's face was. At this moment, she actually thought that he looked at her with affection.

At least the man was not angry, and he still had the same attitude towards others, so he didn't hate her, right?

Just as she was still looking at him with a hint of expectation, she saw him reaching out to hold Lin Jiaojiao's hand, so casually and naturally, with affection and pampering in his calm eyes, and this was not for her to see.

At this moment, she seemed to know something. She would never be as good as the woman next to her. She had always wondered why she was not as good as Lin Jiaojiao.

Now she understood. It was not that she was not as good as him, but that she would never be as good as him in his eyes.

Tears were streaming down her eyes. She choked and cried: "My lord, since I married into the palace, you have always ignored me. You would not even say a word to me. You would not even look at me. I thought I could warm your heart and that you would always see my good side. But since the princess came into the palace and was doted on by you every day, I realized that your heart was originally warm, but it was cold to me!"

This cry was extremely aggrieved. Nanny Wang burst into tears after hearing it.

Lin Jiaojiao watched the play expressionlessly. If she had known this would happen, why did she do it in the first place?

It would have been fine if Yan Sihan had responded to her. He rejected her so clearly from the beginning to the end, but he still refused to turn back.

Even after saying all this, she didn't feel pity for Zhao Shuang'er at all. How could she be pitiful? She didn't cry so hard when she was killing people and setting fires.

She picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip. After Zhao Shuang'er stopped sobbing, she said, "Since you don't have any interest in me, then let me go. I can go home and serve my parents."

When these words came out, Lin Jiaojiao was slightly stunned. Could these really be words that a concubine could say?

Afraid that Zhao Shuang'er would regret it, she quickly called to Xuemei, "Go and get it."