And now, it was time for her to armor her husband!
The armor was somewhat heavy, but her hands deftly fastened Yan Sihan's inner armor, hung his skirt armor, draped on his battle armor, and finally, on tiptoes under his bowed head and supporting arm, she placed the helmet on him.
Once armored, the man seemed even taller. Standing by his side, it felt as if all storms could be braved fearlessly. He was not only the Regent King of Great Nan but also the irreplaceable tenderness in her heart.
Yan Sihan's face remained calm, yet his eyes revealed an endless gentleness. The person before him was his little girl, someone worth protecting with his life.
The battle armor donned by the one he loved most meant invincibility in warfare.
"My prince," Lin Jiaojiao's heart was a tumult of emotions, and the emotion in her eyes was even more tumultuous, yet she quelled these untimely feelings in an instant.
The man took her hand in his and spoke softly, "Do not fear as long as I am here."
