When I came out of the prison, it was already dark outside.

Ye Beicheng did not return to the East Wing Courtyard as soon as possible.

His hands were covered with blood, and the hem of his clothes was stained, and the smell was really unpleasant.

He carefully cleaned his hands and changed into clean clothes before leaving for the Hou Mansion.

On the way home, the street gradually opened up a bustling market, and the wide road was lined with all kinds of food.

When he arrived at the familiar shop, Yebei Cheng asked Xuanwule to stop the carriage.

He lifted the curtain of the sedan car and got out of the carriage, and walked into the shop with a steady step.

The owner of the shop smiled as soon as he saw Ye Beicheng: "Guest officer, have you come to buy osmanthus cake for your lady again?" ”

The boss of Yebei Chengchong bowed slightly.

The boss skillfully wrapped a package of freshly baked osmanthus cakes for him, and said, "Guest officer, our store has a new product, do you want to buy a pack of pine nut candy that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside for your mother to try?" The girl's family loves to eat this. ”

Yebei said: "Let's have a pack." ”

When I returned to the Hou Mansion, it was already dark.

The light in the courtyard of the East Wing Courtyard was very dim, and the two lamps under the eaves were not lit, and even his own house was pitch black.

Lin Shuang'er had just woken up, so she must have difficulty moving, so it was understandable that she didn't leave a light for him.

He touched the pine nut candy and osmanthus cake he was holding in his hand, which had just come out of the oven and was still steaming, and it was just right to eat it now.

He lifted his feet up the steps and pushed straight open the door of Yunxuan's room.

As soon as I opened the door, a pleasant smell came to my nose.

It's the smell of Lin Shuang'er.

There was an inexplicable throbbing in the heart of the night north.

He took it apart and lit the candlestick on it.

The candle flame quickly lit up the room, and he subconsciously looked at the bed, but was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the bed was empty, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles, and the people on the couch had already left.

Yebei Cheng frowned, and a wave of anger arose.

Lin Shuang'er was helped out of the East Wing Courtyard by Dongmei.

She went back to her dilapidated cottage as usual.

The wound on his hand had just scabbed, and it hurt to touch it. However, fortunately, her high fever finally subsided.

The futon in the house was thin, so Dongmei brought her own futon with her and spread it thickly on the bed.

Dongmei said: "You have just recovered and are unable to move, you can rest assured that your work will be handed over to me these days, I will do it for you, you just take care of your injuries." ”

Lin Shuang'er's eyes were red, and she was almost moved to tears when she looked at Dongmei: "Dongmei ......"

Dongmei couldn't see her like this, as soon as she cried, her heart was about to melt, Dongmei said angrily: "Don't cry and cry in me, if you really feel moved, just heal your injuries quickly, don't make me any more trouble." ”

Lin Shuang'er nodded silently, like a cat, tilting her head and leaning on Dongmei's shoulder.

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Dongmei, you are the best, you are the best person in the world for Shuang'er." ”

But Dongmei felt a little guilty.

At the beginning, Lin Shuang'er had a high fever and was dying, she had no ability to go out of the house to find a doctor for her, if it wasn't for the prince, I am afraid ......

Dongmei said: "Shuang'er, in fact, this time, you should thank the prince, it was the prince who saved your life." ”

Lin Shuang'er was slightly stunned and slowly sat up straight.

When she woke up, she found that the room she was in was Ye Beicheng's room, and at that time she vaguely guessed that it was Ye Beicheng who saved her.

Dongmei can't guess Ye Beicheng's thoughts, his temperament is too elusive.

Therefore, Dongmei didn't dare to give advice indiscriminately, and only asked Lin Shuang'er: "Shuang'er, what are you going to do now?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "The prince saved my life, I should be grateful." ”

Dongmei said: "Have you figured it out?" You're going to stay in the Hou Mansion, aren't you? ”

Lin Shuang'er shook her head and said, "Dongmei, my brother signed a living deed, in fact, as long as the silver for redemption is enough, I can redeem myself and leave the house." ”

Dongmei was surprised: "So, you still want to leave the Hou Mansion, right?" ”

Lin Shuang'er nodded: "When I was on the boat, I blocked the poison dart for the prince and almost died, the prince said that he would grant me any request, and now he saved my life, which is considered to be even." ”

She didn't mention it, she didn't ask for anything, she just repaid the kindness she had for blocking the secret weapon for him.

Besides, even if she made a request, Ye Beicheng might not necessarily agree.

He had broken his word to her many times.

Dongmei was not easy to persuade, so she only asked her: "Shuang'er, do you really dislike the prince?" Or are you just angry with him? Angry that he couldn't save you in time at that time, angry that he wouldn't let you enter the door of the East Wing Courtyard? ”

Lin Shuang'er chuckled in her heart, and Dongmei's words were like a boulder suddenly thrown into her calm and waveless heart, instantly stirring up huge waves.

She thought that she liked to spend the night in Beicheng, but she knew that it was her wishful thinking, even if it was just heartbeat, it would make her doomed.

She's been taught a lesson, hasn't she?

When Ye Beicheng asked her to get out and no longer wanted her, she carefully took her mind back little by little.

In addition, what did Dongmei say about being angry?

No, there is no such thing as being angry, Ye Beicheng is the master, she is just a slave, it would be good if she didn't cause trouble to him, how dare you expect him to come to the rescue?

It's just that when Yebei Chengzhen stood by and watched, she was still very uncomfortable in her heart, and she had the illusion of being abandoned.

Lin Shuang'er suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Dongmei, and said word by word: "The prince is a person on the clouds, how could I have such a mind, I ...... I've never liked the prince. ”

Dongmei said: "Then what are your plans in the future?" ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "I just want to heal my injuries as soon as possible, and then save money and leave the Hou Mansion." ”

She made a rough calculation, in fact, the silver she had saved was almost enough, and every time Ye Beicheng rewarded her with two taels of silver, she was not willing to spend it, and saved a lot of money.

She thought that when she left the Hou Mansion, she would go to the street to open a textile shop, where she could sell purses and do needlework for large families.

Her craftsmanship is already very good, last month she went to pick up the materials, the proprietress of the ready-to-wear shop saw the purse she was holding, and praised her for her good needlework, saying that she was willing to spend a lot of money to hire her.

Thinking of that purse, Lin Shuang'er felt a little sad again.

She spent a day and a night embroidering Yebei Chengcheng, but he didn't like it, saying that the purse was too vulgar. Look at the book

Yes, it's true that he doesn't deserve his identity, just like her, he doesn't deserve him.

At that time, Ye Beicheng was standing outside the door of the house, listening to the conversation between the two people in the house, his handsome face was covered with frost little by little.

Until Dongmei opened the door, she suddenly saw a person standing outside the house, and when she saw the person clearly, Dongmei was almost frightened.

"Wang ...... Rajah. ”

Hearing Dongmei's voice, Lin Shuang'er raised her head in shock, and suddenly met Yebei Chengyin's cold eyes, and her heart chuckled.

She didn't expect that after leaving silently from Yunxuan's room, Ye Beicheng would chase after her, and still stand outside and eavesdrop on her.

Looking at his expression, I am afraid that he will listen to her words word for word......