After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 308 The Return
It stands to reason that her dress like this is not worthy of this dress, but she suppressed it with her temperament, and the pearl hairpin became a burden instead.

Such a simple and elegant attire has the flavor of a fairy in the forest.

Ling Yan raised his hand, wanting to stroke her hair, Su Yin hurriedly took a small step back, "Your Highness, don't mess with me, it was finally done."

This was the bun she wore when she went down the mountain for the first time. Later, when she came to Wei Ziyuan's side, she learned Miss Beili's skill, and she never wore it like this again, fortunately she was not unfamiliar.

Ling Yan was very dissatisfied with her backing action, his hands froze in mid-air, and he moved down, provoking her chin, and he followed suit, all the hot air sprayed on her face when he spoke.

Made her itch.

"Didn't you mess it up later?"

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I'm full." Su Yin leaned back and gave him a sideways glance.

At the gate of the post station, people come and go, how decent is it?

Ling Yan has a thick skin, but she has a thin skin!
Su Yin stroked the hand pinching her chin, lifted her skirt and got into the carriage first, then turned her head and said to Ling Yan, "I still have to hurry, Your Highness, hurry up."

"..."

The water-green skirt flashed past her eyes, and the tip of her nose seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of lotus leaves.

Ling Yan suddenly regretted preparing these clothes for her.

It’s all about dressing nicely, but I’m not conscious at all, and I’m dressing up and dressing up, who are I going to seduce?

Seeing Changfeng stepping out of the threshold with a package on his back, Ling Yan called out to him, wanting him to get some sets of maidservants, but after careful consideration, she didn't wear them even if she had them, so she gave up.

Ling Yan shook his head, turned around and got into the carriage.

But Chang Feng stayed where he was, not knowing whether to lift his feet.

His Highness called his name, but why didn't he follow up?

"Let's go, find an inn to stay before dark."

A deep voice came from the carriage, and Chang Feng hurriedly drove forward as if he had been pardoned.

After crossing the county town at the junction of the two countries, and walking a few miles forward, you will officially enter the territory of Beili.

A light-white hand slowly raised the curtain of the car, and cast its gaze on the big stone standing on the side of the road, with the word "Lizhen" written on it.

This is the southernmost town in Beili.

The stone stood there, exposed to the wind and sun, and was already mottled, but Su Yin stared at it, not regaining consciousness for a long time.

This time, she really came back.

The corner of Su Yin's mouth raised slightly, she let go and put down the car curtain, turned her head to meet Ling Yan's dark eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Your Highness doesn't read, what are you doing looking at me?"

"You're nervous."

Ling Yan didn't answer her question, but spoke bluntly.

Su Yin froze for a moment, "Yeah, I should be nervous."

Rather than saying that she was talking to Ling Yan, it was better to say she was talking to herself.

The voice was very soft, so soft that Ling Yan felt that if he didn't catch her, she would quickly disappear like morning mist.

The hand on the knee was quickly caught, Su Yin looked at Ling Yan puzzled, "Your Highness, you can read as long as you read, why are you holding me?"

Ling Yan lowered his head at the moment, his eyes fell between the pages of the book, but he didn't think of a single word, "Well...it's nothing, if you want to, you can. Do you need a reason?"

Instead of customers, Su Yin didn't know how to respond, so he simply let him go.

In the evening, the carriage stopped on the only street in the town, and the sound of the wind rang through the curtain, "Your Highness, there are two inns here. I went to check them out. They are all good. We can stay here for one night. Let’s start again at dawn.”

(End of this chapter)