The Regent's Koi Princess

Regent's House

Jiang Che looked at the neatly dressed and energetic secret guards and nodded with satisfaction.

"Since everyone is here, follow me."

After saying that, he was the first to mount the Arabian horse, raised the whip and whipped the horse's butt.

With a whoosh, the horse galloped out at high speed.

In the courtyard, dust was raised by the horses' hooves, forming long and thin tracks. Jiang Che was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, the lapels of his clothes rustled in the wind, and his brows revealed unquestionable majesty and determination.

The secret guards behind him followed silently like ghosts, wearing black clothes and black armor, with frost masks on their faces, revealing only a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes that were fixed closely on the front.

Following Jiang Che's order, everyone jumped onto their horses in unison, their movements swift and unified, like a well-trained shadow army.

The horses were surging and their hooves were roaring, like a mountain torrent or thousands of horses galloping, magnificent and imposing.

……

Right Censorate

In the pavilion, Tang Huiru sat on a stone bench with her hands on her chin, staring into the distance in a daze.

After saying goodbye at the city gate today, she returned home early without entering the palace.

The bright moon shined playfully on Tang Huiru, adding a touch of softness and warmth to her light pink brocade dress.

The lotus leaf swayed gently, like petals dancing in the wind, and every stitch and thread was delicate and elegant. She gently stroked the hair hanging by her ears, her eyes flashed with a soft light different from the past, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, outlining a gentle smile.

The breeze blew by, bringing waves of elegant fragrance, intertwining with the light fragrance on her body.

Before returning to the capital, Lin Qingyue once said that he would definitely visit his parents in person and propose marriage to them.

She had never met the person she liked in the past, so she never knew what lovesickness meant.

The trip to Nanjing not only made Luo Yao and Long Xiaotian fall in love with each other, but also made her and Lin Qingyue decide to spend their lives together.

Thinking of the one I love, every moment is so tormenting.

It's a bit unbelievable that I once thought I was free and easy, but now I'm suffering from lovesickness.

Mrs. Tang walked to her daughter calmly, looked at her shy daughter, shook her head and sighed.

It is true that girls cannot be kept when they grow up, and if they are kept, they will only grow old in worry.

Sitting down opposite Tang Huiru, Mrs. Tang looked at her own daughter tenderly.

"Let mother guess, which young master is our Ru'er thinking about?"

Tang Huiru's face turned slightly red when her mother guessed her thoughts and teased her.

She looked at Mrs. Tang with the attitude of a little girl.

"Mother~"

She said coquettishly: "You are making fun of your daughter again."

Mrs. Tang reached out her hand and tapped Tang Huiru's forehead lightly.

"Is there anything I can't say to my mother? Well, mother is an experienced person, how can Ru'er's little thoughts be hidden from her eyes?

Tell me, which young man has your eyes on? As long as he is not Tian'er, you can choose any man in the capital."

When Tang Huiru heard her mother mention Long Xiaotian, she quickly defended herself.

"Mother, how could my daughter possibly like him? He is Yaoer's sweetheart. No matter how much Ruer hates to get married, she can't possibly compete with Yaoer for him.

Like...

Ruer has someone she likes. "

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Tang's eyes were instantly filled with curiosity. She looked at Tang Huiru and asked hurriedly.

"Ruru, tell mother quickly whose son he is. Tomorrow mother will find a matchmaker to go to his house and propose marriage.

No matter who the other person is, as long as Ruer likes him and as long as he treats Ruer sincerely, Mother can agree. "

Tang Huiru...

Is she so worthless?

The moonlight was like water, gently falling on Tang Huiru's shy face. She dodged with her eyes, her fingers unconsciously twirling around the corner of her clothes, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Ruer's lover... He is the eldest son of the Lin family, Lin Qingyue."

When she mentioned Lin Qingyue's name, there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, outlining a sweet and slightly shy smile.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Tang's eyes flashed with surprise and relief. She gently held her daughter's hand and smiled tenderly, "So it's the eldest son of the Lin family. The child's mother has heard a little about him. He is a gentle and talented young man.

Ruer has really good vision. In this case, tomorrow her mother will go to the Lin Mansion in person to find out what Mrs. Lin has to say.

By the way, go and see Ning'er. Now that Zhaozhoucheng's power is gone and Tian'er has achieved fame, Ning'er no longer needs to hide. "

Speaking of Long Yuening, Tang Huiru felt very sorry for you. She looked at her mother and asked tentatively: "Mother, can you bring Ning'er to the house to take care of her for a while?

There was no other way at the time, so Sister Xier hid Ning'er in her villa.

Now that things have come to this, it would be inappropriate for Ning'er to continue living here. Although Long Xiaotian's mansion was given to her, it would take time to decorate it.

What's more, Long Xiaotian still has to take care of the brothers who have been through thick and thin with him in Longhu Mountain. It would be inconvenient for a group of men to take care of a little girl. How about bringing her home to keep his daughter company?

Even if Ning'er wants to follow her brother, she has to wait until everyone is properly arranged."

Mrs. Tang nodded slightly when she heard this. She thought to herself: Ruer is right to be concerned. After all, Ning'er has grown into a big girl.

"Okay, Ruer, I'll tell you. When your father comes home, I'll talk to him about it."

……

Luo Zhongcheng's Residence

At the dining table, Mrs. Luo looked at the shy Luo Yao and asked softly: "Yao'er, have you and Tian'er come to terms with each other during this trip to Nanjing?"

Luo Yao looked at her mother, her face slightly red, like a newly blossoming peach blossom. She didn't expect her mother to ask so directly.

So, at this moment, there was a shy yet determined light in her eyes.

She bit her red lips lightly, her shyness mixed with a hint of sweetness, as if all her tenderness was condensed in this slight nod.

"Ah."

The voice was as thin as a gossamer, but it fell clearly into Mrs. Luo's ears, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up layers of gentle ripples.

When Mrs. Luo saw this, a hint of kindness and relief flashed in her eyes. She reached out and gently stroked Luo Yao's soft hair, as if soothing the waves in her daughter's heart.

"My Yao'er has grown up and understands her own feelings."

Her voice was soft and warm, like the warm spring sun, shining into Luo Yao's heart. The mother and daughter smiled at each other, without saying much, the tacit understanding and understanding flowed between them. It is true that no one knows a daughter better than her mother.

Thinking of Long Xiaotian, Luo Yao remembered something.

"Mother, Yao'er wants to go to the Lin Mansion tomorrow. Now that Zhao Zhoucheng has lost his freedom, he can no longer pose any threat to Ning'er. Yao'er wants to bring Ning'er to live in the mansion.

In the near future, Brother Xiaotian will definitely not be able to take care of Ning'er. After all, he has to renovate the mansion and avenge Uncle Long.

Ning'er has no relationship with the Lin family, so isn't it a bit inappropriate for her to continue living there?

A girl living outside for a long time will probably attract criticism. She is Xiaotian's sister and Yao'er's sister, so it is most appropriate for her to live in our house."

Mrs. Luo looked at her daughter and smiled knowingly: "It just so happens that mother and your father have already discussed bringing Ning'er to the mansion to raise her well."