Lin Shuang'er was a little scared.
At this moment, she was kneeling on the floor of Yunxuan Room. The smooth and flat floor was as clean as a mirror. She could even see her own reflection clearly.
The pants were a little short, exposing a section of her slender calves. The floor was so hard that it hurt her kneecaps.
She knelt for a long time, and the man behind the screen never let her get up, so she kept kneeling.
The door was pushed open, and Xuanwu came in from the outside. When he passed by Lin Shuang'er, he glanced at her with a very strange look.
He walked straight behind the screen and didn't know what he 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 steps were 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.
"Has grandma ever taught you the rules?"
Hearing Ye Beicheng's voice again, Lin Shuang'er shuddered. She nodded and replied, "I taught you."
Ye Beicheng said: "It seems that Aunt Zhao has neglected her duty. She didn't teach you to raise your head when talking to the master!"
Hearing this, Lin Shuang'er timidly raised her head.
But the aura he carried with him was so powerful that it was unbearable for ordinary people, let alone Lin Shuang'er at this moment.
After just one look at him, Lin Shuang'er quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him again, but her tone was very respectful: "It's just because I have a bad memory, it's none of Aunt Zhao's business."
Ye Beicheng stood in front of Lin Shuang'er, his eyes falling on her without hesitation.
His thin body was trembling slightly, and his little feet wrapped in linen shoes exposed a slender white ankle. His old clothes were washed yellow and white, which was incompatible with his luxurious room.
He frowned.
The monthly payment paid to the servants by the Hou Mansion is not low. Rao, the lowest servant, only gets half a tael of silver a month. At the end of the year, an additional three months of compensation will be given.
Other maids know how to replenish themselves with new clothes and jewelry when the monthly payment is given, and even the worst-case scenario will buy two boxes of rouge.
On the other hand, she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, but she was reluctant to buy herself better clothes?
She was dressed so plainly, which showed that the Marquis had treated her poorly!
However, although the old clothes are old, they are not shabby. The buckles are fastened tightly, making it look somewhat clean and tidy.
His eyes moved up and landed on her slender and white neck. The scene from that night came to mind again, and Ye Beicheng was distracted for a moment.
After a while, Ye Beicheng asked: "How many years have you been in the Marquis' Mansion?"
Lin Shuang'er replied: "Three years"
She remembered that her brother entered the mansion three years ago. When he passed away two years ago, she took his place and entered the Marquis Mansion. After all, it was not just three years!
Ye Beicheng was very suspicious, and Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to answer randomly.
But what she said next caught Lin Shuang'er off guard.
"I heard that you have a younger sister named Lin Shuang'er?"
Lin Shuang'er was stunned, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
She didn't understand why he asked this suddenly, but she still pretended to be calm and replied: "I have a sister named Lin Shuang'er, who unfortunately lost her life to a flash flood three years ago."
Ye Beicheng said: "I heard that she and you are twin brothers and sisters?"
Lin Shuang'er's originally pale complexion turned a bit paler, and Lin Shuang'er clenched her sleeves tightly with both hands.
"Yes, the prince is right."
Lin Shuang'er wanted to tell him the truth.
After all, a lie requires hundreds or thousands of lies to cover, and she has suffered a lot in the past two years because of concealing her identity.
However, if she tells the truth, can the prince really forgive her?
Lin Shuang'er didn't dare to gamble.
She was afraid of death but cherished her life. Living was more important than anything else.
She only hopes that five years will pass quickly, and then she will be able to leave the Hou Mansion safely.
Ye Beicheng's eyes never left Lin Shuang'er.
When the name was mentioned just now, he could see Lin Shuang'er's reaction.
Sure enough, his guess was correct. The person in front of him was not Lin Shuang at all, but Lin Shuang'er!
Her thin lips curled up, wondering why he hadn't noticed her since she had been lurking in the Hou Mansion for so long.
Ye Beicheng was almost certain that she must have a purpose for lurking next to him.
Climbing into his bed by any means possible, I am afraid there is no one else in the world except the third prince!
Ye Beicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, finding it difficult for him to bother finding such a beauty.
"Do you recognize the third prince?" The cold voice sounded again, and Ye Beicheng's eyes looked at her with nothing but coldness and scrutiny.
Lin Shuang'er shook her head. How could she, the lowest servant, recognize a prince?
Ye Beicheng's face gradually darkened.
He gave her a chance. If she confessed and showed leniency, maybe he could let go of the past.
But this man is full of lies, not a single word of which is true.
In this case, he should also give the third prince a big gift in return!
"Go to Butler Qin and ask for some sets of clothes. I will leave the palace with you tomorrow."
Lin Shuang'er raised her head in confusion. Because he was standing against the backlight, his face was hidden in the shadows. Lin Shuang'er couldn't see his happiness or anger for the moment, and could only feel a strong sense of oppression.
Seeing Lin Shuang'er lingering, Ye Beicheng glanced sideways and his tone suddenly turned cold: "Now, you can get out."
