Chapter 7: Giving Back

Lin Shuang'er was a little scared.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the floor of Yunxuan's room, the smooth and flat floor was as clean as a mirror, and she could even see her own reflection clearly.

The pants were a little short, revealing a slender calf, and the floor was so hard that her kneecaps hurt.

She knelt for a long time, but the man behind the screen didn't let her get up, so she kept kneeling.

The door was pushed open, Xuanwu came in from the outside, and when he passed by Lin Shuang'er's side, he glanced at her lightly, and his eyes were very strange.

He walked straight behind the screen, not knowing what he had said in Ye Beicheng's ear.

After a while, Xuanwu went out again, and the man behind the screen finally stood up.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer to her, the pace was steady and rhythmic, Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to look up, until a pair of men's boots embroidered with auspicious clouds appeared in front of her.

"Did Mama teach you the rules?"

Hearing Ye Beicheng's voice again, Lin Shuang'er shuddered, she nodded, and replied, "Taught." ”

Yebei admitted: "It seems that Mama Zhao is derelict in her duties, she didn't teach you, when talking to the master, you have to look up!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Shuang'er raised her head timidly.

But the aura he brought with him was too strong for ordinary people to bear, let alone Lin Shuang'er at this moment.

After just glancing at him, Lin Shuang'er quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him again, but her tone was very respectful: "It's a small person's bad memory, it's not about Mama Zhao." ”

Ye Beicheng stood in front of Lin Shuang'er, and his gaze fell on her without shying away.

His thin body trembled slightly, his small feet wrapped in linen shoes revealed a slender and white ankle, and his old clothes were yellowed and white, which was incompatible with his flashy and luxurious room.

He frowned.

The monthly money issued by the Hou Mansion to the subordinates is not low, Rao is the lowest subordinate, and there is also half a tael of silver a month, and an additional three months of compensation will be issued at the end of the year.

Other maids know that when they distribute their monthly money, they will add new clothes and jewelry to themselves, and no matter how poor they are, they will buy two boxes of rouge.

On the other hand, she is dressed in coarse linen clothes, and she is reluctant to buy herself better clothes?

Dressed so plainly, it was the Hou Mansion who treated her lightly!

However, although the old clothes are old, they are not ragged. The buckle is tightly buttoned, but it also looks a little clean and neat.

His gaze moved up and fell on her slender and white neck, and the picture of that night resurfaced in front of her, and Yebei suffered a momentary loss of consciousness.

In the middle of the night, Ye Beicheng asked, "How many years have you been in the Hou Mansion?" ”

Lin Shuang'er replied: "Three years"

She remembered that her brother entered the mansion three years ago, and when her brother died two years ago, she entered the Hou Mansion instead of her brother.

Yebei was suspicious, and Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to answer randomly.

But the next words caught Lin Shuang'er off guard.

"I heard that this king has a younger sister named Lin Shuang'er?"

Lin Shuang'er was stunned, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from her forehead.

She didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, but she still replied calmly: "There is a younger sister named Lin Shuang'er, who unfortunately lost her life by a flash flood three years ago. ”

Yebei admitted: "I heard that she and you are twin brothers and sisters?" ”

The originally pale face turned a little paler, and Lin Shuang'er clenched her sleeves tightly with both hands.

"Yes, what the prince said is right."

Lin Shuang'er wanted to tell him the truth.

After all, a lie requires hundreds of lies to come true, and she has suffered a lot in the past two years because of concealing her identity.

However, if she told the truth, could the prince really forgive her?

Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to bet.

She is afraid of death, but also spares her life, and life is more important than everything.

She only hoped that five years would pass quickly, and then she would be able to leave the Hou Mansion safely.

Ye Beicheng's gaze did not leave Lin Shuang'er for a moment.

When this name was mentioned just now, he saw Lin Shuang'er's reaction.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, the person in front of him was not Lin Shuang at all, but Lin Shuang'er!

The thin lips hooked, it was hard for her to lurk in the Hou Mansion for so long, so that he didn't find her.

Ye Beicheng was almost certain that she must have lurked around him for a purpose.

Climb into his bed by any means, except for the handwriting of the third prince in this world, I am afraid there is no one left!

Ye Beicheng's eyes narrowed slightly, it was difficult for him to bother, and he found such a stunner.

"Do you recognize the Third Prince?" The indifferent voice sounded again, and Ye Beicheng's eyes looking at her were only cold and scrutinizing.

Lin Shuang'er shook her head, how could she, a lowly subordinate, know any prince.

Ye Beicheng's face gradually became gloomy.

He had given her a chance, and if she had confessed and been lenient, perhaps he would have been able to pass the same wrong.

But this man is full of lies, and none of them are true.

Even so, he should also return the gift to the three princes!

"Go to Steward Qin and ask for a few sets of clothes, and leave the house with this king tomorrow."

Lin Shuang'er raised her head suspiciously, because it was standing in the backlight, his face was hidden in the shadows, Lin Shuang'er couldn't see his joy and anger for a while, she could only feel a strong sense of oppression.

Seeing that Lin Shuang'er didn't move, Ye Beicheng looked sideways, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Now, you can get out." ”