After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 85 Your Highness understands what I do

Su Yin wanted Ling Yan to go back first, and he would arrive later, but he sat down straight away and insisted on walking together. Su Yin had no choice but to move a small stool to sit on.

The two of them sat around the stove, their faces were hot, and they didn't feel cold in the middle of the night, but instead had the atmosphere of talking around the stove at night.

It's a pity that Su Yin couldn't feel this kind of warmth, but felt awkward all over her body. Even if Ling Yan didn't look at her, she couldn't ignore the existence of the people next to her.

She couldn't take a nap anymore, Su Yin simply held her chin, and turned to look at him, "Your Highness is dressed in a fine attire, with a pine jade posture, and it doesn't fit in the kitchen, don't you think it's weird?"

Holding a thin wooden stick in his hand, Ling Yan poked the fire in the hearth, and said with a smile, "What's so weird? No matter how high you are, you are not a god. You eat five grains, you know how to be warm and cold, and you have flesh and blood. Don't you think I am Can these be avoided?"

It is even more dangerous to be in a high position. I have seen the most extravagant and experienced the dirtiest, and finally made up what I am now.

He suddenly looked at Su Yin, with a trace of doubt in his calm eyes, "I think I can understand many people, but I can't understand you alone."

Su Yin lowered her eyes and shook her cattail fan, "Your Highness understand what I am doing?"

"Sometimes I feel that you cherish your life, trying to show your value in order to survive, and sometimes you don't cherish at all, always risking your own life." He stared at Su Yin's slightly trembling eyelashes, paused, "so which one Is it the real you?"

The kitchen was quiet for a while, and after a long time, Su Yin turned to look at him, and raised the corner of her mouth, "What you show is the real me, does your Highness believe me?"

Others owe her a life, and she has not avenged her, so how can she die so easily?But if she wanted to accomplish something, she had to pay a price, and she had no choice.

Seeing that Ling Yan didn't respond for a while, when she was about to speak again, a clear voice suddenly fell into her ears, with an irrefutable force.

"I believe."

"Ok?"

The flames shone in Su Yin's eyes, and his eyes instantly became brighter. Even in the middle of the night, he didn't feel any sense of failure. Ling Yan could hardly bear the straightforward look in his eyes, so he took the initiative to look away and looked at the white smoke Casserole top cover, "It's almost time, let's go."

After speaking, he quickly got up and stepped out of the threshold.

Su Yin glanced at him, put the casserole aside, extinguished the fire in the hearth, and quickly followed.

In the main hall, she slowly took off the man's belt, put it on the hanger, and was about to leave after taking off his outer robe, but was stopped when she moved her toes.

Ling Yan still maintained the posture of undressing just now, with his arms slightly open, and frowned at her, "You just take off your coat when you sleep?"

Su Yin glanced at him, seeing that he didn't hide, so he stretched out his hand to the belt of the jacket, and muttered, "In order to serve His Highness, I always sleep with my clothes on, and I don't even take off my outer robe."

Ling Yan glared at her, "Smart teeth."

Su Yin snorted softly, lowered her head, and quietly showed her small canine teeth where he couldn't see, but it was not facing Ling Yan, but facing the messy belt in her hand.

Why is it so incomprehensible?

The belt is not long, but it is very thin, and it is cumbersome to wear. Now it is all mixed together, and it is impossible to sort it out.

Su Yin is not a dexterous person, but after a few fiddles, it became even more messy, and she almost gritted her teeth in anxiety.In desperation, I could only look around, looking for a pair of scissors.

It so happened that Ling Yan had one in his bedroom.

She was overjoyed, and pointed the scissors at the belt. Seeing that she was about to use force, a gloomy voice suddenly came from above her head, "If the cut is broken, can you help me mend it?"

(End of this chapter)