After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 17 The slave is not the protagonist
Su Yin had confessed the mastermind earlier in the morning, and Ling Yan had obtained the same information through investigation, but he still couldn't figure out what Wu Yongda's purpose in assassinating him was.

"How can a chess player tell his chess pieces his purpose? Your Highness thinks highly of me too much," Su Yin suddenly asked, "Isn't the deputy commander of the imperial army one of the emperor's people?"

Ling Yan's footsteps remained undisturbed, and his expression remained unchanged, "You mean that Father wants to kill me?"

"Your Highness, don't wrong me, I didn't say that, I just stated the facts."

Hearing her repeated denials, Ling Yan sneered, "Why pretend to be stupid? Inside the imperial city, under the palace walls, who is who, who belongs to whom, I'm afraid they themselves can't tell."

Su Yin met his words and said, "I don't dare to talk about others, but I must belong to His Highness."

Ling Yan was stunned for a moment, then asked back, "Showing loyalty so straightforwardly, why are you so afraid of death?"

"It's better to die than live."

"You are honest."

The two exchanged a word, and soon arrived at the Yixiao Hall, where many people had already come, gathered in one place in threes and fives.It is said that the little eunuch shouted, "His Royal Highness is here—"

Before the words fell, everyone looked over in unison.

The speaker immediately stopped talking, and when Ling Yan passed by, he stood up and bowed his hands, Ling Yan nodded lightly, "You are welcome, you are all from my family."

He walks calmly, his eyes are calm, he has long since lost the stubborn appearance he had eight years ago, his calm face makes it impossible to guess what he is thinking, and his temperament is so cold that talking to him is profane.

As many eyes focused on Ling Yan, so many eyes turned to Su Yin.They didn't dare to look at the prince blatantly, but it was different with her, a maid.

Wherever he passed, Su Yin could even hear small discussions.Ministers are no less gossipy than market women.

She had a dull face, expressionless, and she didn't appear flustered in the eyes of everyone. She took one step at a time, and the skirt embroidered with lotus leaves swayed slightly with her movements, creating a pool of moonlight.

It wasn't until Ling Yan found a good place to sit down, and when she stood beside her with her arms crossed and her eyes downcast, did she hear the other party lightly saying, "Are you nervous?"

"The servant girl is not the protagonist, so naturally she is not nervous."

Ling Yan smiled lightly, and just as he was about to answer, a slender figure walked towards him, dressed in a light brown dress, with a delicate hollowed-out jade pendant hanging around his waist, with starry eyes and sword eyes, and a three-pointed smile on his lips.

"His Royal Highness."

Ling Qi held the glazed cup, saluted him respectfully, and then sat cross-legged opposite him, "I should have visited the East Palace when you just returned to Beijing, but unfortunately I have been busy with trivial matters in the mansion so I didn't have time. Don't blame me."

Ling Yan signaled Su Yin to pour him a glass of wine, and shook his head with a smile, "Second brother, you don't have to be so polite, it's a good time to meet you today."

"It's good that you're not angry. You look much better than before, but you've recovered from your illness?"

"It's just that it's well controlled. It's not so easy to cure it." Ling Yan's brows flashed a faint sadness, "I never wanted to ride a horse across the battlefield like my second brother, but I really didn't live up to it."

Ling Qi hurriedly said, "You are the prince, how can you go to such a dangerous place as the battlefield!"

Su Yin frowned invisibly. King Su seemed to be very concerned about the prince, but he was digging holes for him inside and out.

To put it forward, it is to admit that he is nobler than ordinary soldiers, which chills the hearts of the soldiers; to say it backwards, it is inevitable to make people doubt his purpose. After all, the prince will be rewarded for his meritorious service, and the most attractive reward is everyone. All are fighting for military power.

(End of this chapter)