After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 211
At this time, as a personal bodyguard, you must know how to bow your head and ignore injustice, so as not to be treated coldly by the master, saying that they have no eyesight.

When Chang Feng and Luo Qi rarely had a tacit understanding, they counted the ants on the ground without speaking.

"Speaking so neatly, it seems that he is not frozen."

There was a hint of a smile in Ling Yan's eyes, faintly visible, with disgust on his lips, but he couldn't help touching her hand to see if it was true as she said, not cold at all.

Su Yin's hand was half a circle smaller than his, and could be completely wrapped in his palm.

Because of practicing martial arts and holding weapons for many years, Su Yin's palms are not delicate, and they can't compare with Miss Boudoir's skin as creamy and with a thin layer of calluses.

Ling Yan didn't care, and even scratched her tiger's mouth with his fingertips on purpose.

Some itchy.

Su Yin's arms retracted slightly, even if no one was watching, it always felt weird.

Even though it was just a light touch, it made her back stiff.

Is this... holding hands?

Su Yin was stunned, inexperienced, she didn't realize it until she was led into the gate of the East Palace, and when she was about to reach the main hall, she was steaming upwards, and blushed belatedly.

"Your Highness, I can walk..."

Ling Yan was side by side with her, and when he turned his head, he could see the two red clouds on her face, and smiled lightly, "I know."

Still did not let go.

A deep voice sounded slowly in Su Yin's ear, with a hint of bewitchment, "I'll hold you, it has nothing to do with whether you can walk or not."

When he was calculating others, he was so clumsy as a child now?
Su Yin lowered her eyes silently, stopped talking, and tried her best to calm down her heart that was about to pop out of her chest. Ling Yan didn't let go of her hand until she entered the room.

She quietly put her hands behind her back, and wiped the sweat from her palms with her sleeves.

The person who was smiling all the way was not as calm as he appeared, the fingers hanging in the wide sleeves curled up unconsciously, and then gradually loosened.

The tea he changed at noon was completely cold, so he still poured himself a cup and poured it with his head up, then looked at Su Yin, "Did you meet King Su when you went out today?"

"Well," she calmed down quickly when she was talking about business, "He knows that His Highness is working in secret, but I think he wants to know why the emperor listened to His Highness and sent so many guards there."

Not to mention that Ling Qi felt strange, even she was very curious about the relationship between Emperor Zhao and the crown prince.

Is it true that father and son are incompatible, as rumored by the outside world?

The flash of emotion on Su Yin's face did not escape Ling Yan's eyes. He took a step forward, and the distance between the two instantly shortened.

With drooping eyes, her eyes fell on the tips of her ears that were still slightly red, and she didn't say clearly, "Don't worry, when the time comes, you will know."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the desk, not forgetting to wave to Su Yin, "Come here."

Su Yin didn't know why, so she was one step behind him, and as soon as she walked to the desk, a copy of "Editing History" was stuffed into her hand.

"Ok?"

"Father punished me for copying, and I leave it to you."

Ling Yan's simple explanation did not make Su Yin willing to take the task, but pouted, "Your Highness, I don't want to help you."

Let her sit and write well, it is better to let her go out with a knife and kill someone.

Ling Yan raised his eyebrows, "When did you learn to refuse?"

"A few days ago, when I said that I wanted to help Your Highness seek success."

Just because she's inexperienced doesn't mean she's stupid.

Being favored and proud is what Su Yin is like now.

(End of this chapter)