Her moist eyelashes trembled suddenly, and Lin Shuang'er's head dropped lower.
"Raise your head!" In the ear, the man's voice became impatient.
With her nails deeply embedded in her palms, Lin Shuang'er timidly raised her head, but she didn't dare to look at him.
Ye Beicheng stared at the person in front of him, his eyebrows instantly furrowed.
Wearing coarse cloth clothes, he should be the lowest servant in the house. But this boy was born fair and tender, with a palm-sized face as fair as a shelled egg, long and thick eyelashes that trembled slightly, and petal-like lips that were delicate and timid.
How could a man be so handsome in this world?
Next to him was Ye Beicheng, who was used to seeing beauties, and was actually a little dazed at this moment.
After a while, he softened his tone slightly and asked, "What's your name?"
Opening and closing her lips, Lin Shuang'er spoke in a very low voice: "The little one... is called Lin Shuang."
But Ye Beicheng still heard it clearly.
"Lin Shuang?" He murmured the name, feeling that it sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"Raise your head and look at me squarely!" The cold voice sounded again, and a strong sense of oppression hit him.
Lin Shuang'er swallowed her saliva and slowly raised her eyes, with obvious timidity in her moist eyes.
Ye Beicheng stared at her with his deep brows, his eyes as cold as ice blades tempered.
Reality and dreams overlapped. These eyes were the same as those that night, just as clean and timid. Ye Beicheng recognized these eyes almost instantly.
But the person in front of me is clearly a man...
Ye Beicheng frowned, his expression getting colder.
When their eyes met, Lin Shuang'er had the illusion that he could see everything about her.
The huge feeling of fear engulfed Lin Shuang'er, and she finally couldn't bear it. Her pale and thin face became whiter and whiter, and a teardrop slipped quietly.
Countless tragic endings flashed through my mind.
She regretted this time extremely. She had been saving the money in the wooden box for a long time, but she was never willing to spend it.
If there was still a chance, she would distribute the money properly.
Aunt Zhao treated her very well, and she should pay her tribute.
No matter Dongmei treated her well, she should also thank her.
And...and Qi Ming, he paid her brother's funeral expenses for her, and she hasn't had the chance to pay it back to him...
The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. Lin Shuang'er couldn't help but sob twice, and her tears fell.
His clean and pure eyes were filled with tears, and the person in front of him was crying so hard.
Before he could do anything to her, she started crying first...
He couldn't explain what he was feeling, but Ye Beicheng began to feel agitated for no reason. Finally, he looked away and turned to leave.
Watching Ye Beicheng's figure gradually walking away, Lin Shuang'er was a little disbelieving.
He just let her go?
Could it be that he didn't see her clearly that day?
Spreading her palms, Lin Shuang'er found that her palms were all sweaty.
Just now, Ye Beicheng's eyes clearly wanted to crush her, but why did he leave without saying anything?
Lin Shuang'er couldn't figure it out and felt increasingly uneasy.
…
Back in the east wing, Ye Beicheng stood in Yunxuan's room, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a few scratches on the door.
Ye Beicheng's expression froze, and the thin and trembling figure appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but think of the scene that day.
Ye Beicheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his mouth felt a little dry.
He thought that maybe it was the aftereffects of the love medicine. After all, with such a large dose, he could only endure it for one day. Even if the poison was detoxified, there would still be residue in his body.
Thinking of this, he seemed to have a valid reason, and looked at the scratches again.
There was a knock on the door, and Ye Beicheng came back to his senses instantly.
"Enter."
Xuanwu pushed open the door and entered.
Ye Beicheng asked: "How is the matter you were asked to investigate?"
Xuanwu said: "Everything has been checked."
Ye Beicheng turned around and walked towards the desk, lifted up his robe and sat down. His voice was neither cold nor indifferent: "Speak."
Xuanwu said: "The boy that the prince met that day is indeed a servant of our Hou Mansion. His name is true, his name is Lin Shuang. He is mainly responsible for cleaning the courtyard of the manor on weekdays. When he was thirteen years old, he sold himself into the manor and has been there ever since. He kept to himself and did not do any bad deeds.”
His sharp-jointed fingers tapped the table rhythmically, and Ye Beicheng asked without thinking: "Will I have to undergo a physical examination when I enter the house?"
Xuanwu said: "Steward Qin has personally tested it and it can't be wrong."
Ye Beicheng's eyebrows froze slightly. Could it be that he saw it wrong?
Immediately, he rejected the idea.
Impossible, there was no way he could remember those eyes and the smell of her wrong.
He asked again: "Have you investigated your family background clearly?"
Xuanwu replied: "My parents died young, and there was a twin sister named Lin Shuang'er in the family. I heard that she was unfortunately involved in a flash flood two years ago and passed away. He was the only one left in the family."
Ye Beicheng's thin lips curled up after a sudden pause in tapping on the table.
"That's right!"
Xuanwu looked at him confused. When did Ye Beicheng become so interested in a servant?
After a while, Xuanwu asked: "Your Majesty, how should Lin Shuang be dealt with?"
Ye Beicheng couldn't possibly ask him to investigate an insignificant servant for no reason.
Either this person was a spy sent by the enemy, or this person was different and aroused Ye Beicheng's interest.
It was impossible for Xuanwu to think of the latter. Based on his understanding of the prince, he was not even interested in women, let alone a servant.
So, he took it upon himself to say: "Otherwise, just..." Then he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Ye Beicheng glanced at him, and that face with pear blossoms and rain suddenly appeared in his mind.
A strange feeling flashed through his heart, and Ye Beicheng began to wander again.
Seeing that Ye Beicheng didn't speak for a long time, Xuanwu understood in an instant that usually at this time, if the prince didn't speak, he would acquiesce.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my subordinates will go and deal with him right now." After saying that, Xuanwu was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Ye Beicheng suddenly called Xuanwu to a stop.
Xuanwu looked at him doubtfully.
After a while, Ye Beicheng said calmly: "Keep it for now."
Seeing Xuanwu's confused look, Ye Beicheng added: "My life experience is true, but my identity has been changed. Lin Shuang, who entered the mansion three years ago, may really be dead. I'm afraid it's Lin Shuang'er who is in the mansion now."
Xuanwu was shocked, but after thinking about it carefully, he found it reasonable.
No wonder he always felt that Lin Shuang was more beautiful than a woman in life.
Xuanwu said: "This person may have ulterior motives in concealing her identity and entering the palace. Could it be that she is a spy sent by the third prince?"
In the battle for the crown prince, there were two pairs of powerful forces in the court. In order to win over Ye Beicheng, the third prince either put women in his bed or placed spies around him.
That day he was poisoned by the charm poison, which was given by the third prince.
Xuanwu said angrily: "Xue Yuan left, and Lin Shuang'er came again! The third prince is endless, right?"
The woman disguised herself as a man and entered the house, and tried her best to climb into his bed. Ye Beicheng thought to himself, this woman's scheming skills are much higher than Xue Yuan's!
Xuanwu said: "Your Majesty, this woman is very scheming and cannot be kept."
Ye Beicheng naturally knew that he couldn't keep her, but he had to think carefully about how to deal with her.
