After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 2 The Handmaid
Meeting Su Yin's smiling eyes, Ling Yan slightly raised his eyebrows, pretending he didn't hear, and continued to read with his head down.

When the carriage drove out of the main street and the outside gradually became quiet, Su Yin withdrew his gaze and suppressed the coldness slowly emerging from his eyes.

Because she had already died once, and she finally got her life back, so she should cherish it.She didn't care who the master behind the female assassin was, she hugged the prince's thigh to survive first.

The carriage drove all the way to the East Palace, and there were already maids waiting at the door, all of them held their breath and stood in two rows in an orderly manner.

Chang Feng, the accompanying guard, raised the curtain of the sedan chair, trying to help the prince out of the carriage.The wind blew up, and the prince's white robe was lifted, making the whole person look immortal and a little sickly.

"Cough cough..."

Ling Yan pressed his fist to his lips and coughed twice, while Su Yin silently lowered his head and laughed behind his back.Everyone in the world has a disguise, but there are not many people who can deceive the world by pretending, and Ling Yan is one of them.When she was still in Beili, she heard that Prince Xuan Zhou was sick and weak since childhood, and was sent to Mount Qingcheng to recuperate. She pretended not to think about it.

"It's windy outside, I'll help the prince go in to rest first, and you put the salutes in order." Chang Feng was quite like the first guard, and he spoke in a full-fledged manner.

Su Yin followed behind silently, bowing her head like a quail.

She just pretended not to be aware of the appreciating gazes from all around her.

There had long been rumors that the crown prince had brought a woman back. Everyone laughed it off, thinking it was nonsense, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face now.

Not to mention, she looks quite good-looking, not inferior to the daughter of the prime minister's mansion.

Everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts, but no one dares to speak out, and the journey is quiet.

After passing through three arches and passing through two corridors, Changfeng suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed to the location next to the prince's bedroom, "Su Yin, you are now the prince's maidservant, and you live in the side hall."

Su Yin was looking around secretly, when he heard the sound, he raised his head, looked in the direction he was pointing, thanked him, and turned to walk towards the side hall.

Ling Yan watched her slender back descending the steps and stepping slowly into the threshold, then she looked away and signaled Chang Feng to continue walking.

After all, it is the East Palace. Even though the crown prince has been away for many years, someone still cleans it every day. All kinds of utensils are available, even the bedding is brand new, and the wooden shelves are spotless.

After sitting in the carriage for a long time, Su Yin's whole body was sore, with unhealed internal injuries and external injuries. After getting acquainted with the environment briefly, she fell asleep on the bed.

In the main hall, Ling Yan had long since lost the sickness he had when he got off the carriage, but his demeanor was still cold, as if separated from the fireworks in the world by a layer of fog.

He sat on the bench, took the tea from Chang Feng, took a sip, and when he put down the teacup, he ordered, "Get ready and enter the palace in half an hour."

Chang Feng clasped his fists together, and when he turned around, he suddenly asked, "Does Su Yin want to follow?"

Ling Yan shook his head, "No need, just find someone to watch her, don't stop her wherever she goes."

It would be too unnatural if the other party sent someone to him in this way; but if not, why did she turn back at the last moment?

"My subordinate understands."

Su Yin fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, it was already dark outside, and the room was not lit. Through the window paper, she could see the light from the lantern on the corridor.

Dark, cold, lonely, quiet.

Su Yin sat on the bed with a pale face and dull eyes, as if she hadn't recovered from the nightmare just now.In the dream, I broke out in a cold sweat, which was sticking to my skin at the moment, very uncomfortable.

Her fingers scratched the bed sheet under her body, so hard that it hurt, and the pain from her fingertips reminded her that she was still alive.

Died in the Beili Palace and lived on the body of the person who assassinated Prince Xuanzhou.

(End of this chapter)