After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 452 I Trust Your Highness
Su Yin only felt that her face was burning.

You don't need to look in the mirror to know that you are red.

She mechanically bit the almond in her mouth, and after swallowing it, she waved her hands again and again, "Don't eat it, don't eat it, my egg fried rice will definitely be ready soon."

She even stepped back.

And how could Ling Yan make her happy?

He put down the plate, leaned over and hugged her.

A hug without a hint of lust.

Ling Yan put his hand on her back, and Su Yin's chin rested on his neck.

Only then did he realize that his emotions were not right.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Su Yin asked, trying to turn her head to see his expression, but was held down and not allowed to move.

After a while, Ling Yan's voice came, "It's okay, just let me hug you for a while."

It sounds dull.

Su Yin didn't know, just now when he walked to the backyard and saw her being tied to a mahogany frame with a pile of things to exorcise ghosts in front of her, his heart was beating so hard.

afraid of losing.

She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would disappear.

At the same time, she was secretly glad that she carried that talisman with her.

Su Yin's mind was clear, and after a moment of silence, he guessed his mind.

The hand followed up, stroked his back, and finally landed on the shoulder, patted, "Don't worry, Your Highness, Lord Hades has not been able to accept me, let alone such a man."

Before he finished speaking, he was rubbed twice on the head.

Ling Yan let go of her slightly, lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "There won't be a next time."

No one can say for sure about this kind of thing.

If there is one Taoist in this world, there will be a second, a third...

After all, he still didn't protect her well.

Su Yin leaned directly in front of him, her face gradually turned rosy, and her lips began to turn red.

"I believe Your Highness."

Ling Yan smiled lowly, just in time to bite her ear, when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the courtyard, and a loud voice, "Your Highness—"

Changfeng is wrapped in the night, mixed with dew, and has just returned from the uncle's mansion.

He came back to return to his life, but he didn't expect to bump into this scene again.

Fortunately, before the foot stepped on the threshold, it was retracted in time.

Chang Feng hid behind the door and slapped his head violently.

The voice was so loud that even the two people in the room could hear it clearly.

Su Yin's eyes flickered, but don't be silly, she will be the same as Luo Qi by then.

The two stopped hugging, but their hands were still hooked together.

Ling Yan cleared his throat, and in an instant it was that noble Prince Xuan Zhou again, "Come in."

Only then did Chang Feng reappear, but his eyelids kept drooping, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see.

"How are things going?"

Changfeng: "It's all done."

Needless to say, the destructive power of the hidden guards, except for the walls and beams in the current Bo mansion, everything else is broken.

Even the plaque was torn down and fell to the ground and broke into three pieces.

The word "Marquis's Mansion" was still written on the plaque, and there was no time to replace it with a new one after the demotion.

It's all right now, Changfeng has solved half of it for him, so that someone will not have to go up to dismantle it when the time comes.

Su Yin frowned while listening.

I'm afraid the people inside will be pissed off when they hear it.

After Ling Yan listened to the report, he asked Chang Feng to leave. At this time, the people in the kitchen happened to have finished the fried rice with eggs and brought it in.

The rice grains are golden in color, and the addition of minced bacon and green onions will greatly increase the appetite.

Xiao Hei smelled the fragrance and came, jumped on the bed and meowed around Su Yin.

So one person and one cat finished eating this bowl of fried rice with eggs before giving up.

"Your Highness, the Tibetan Frost Festival is over, should we go?"

Su Yin asked suddenly when he handed the empty bowl to Ling Yan.

(End of this chapter)