If you reincarnate into a saint, I will do it right away

"hiss!"

Before her consciousness fully recovered, Ling Shuang was so stimulated by the severe pain in her head that she gasped.

"Your Highness! You are finally awake!"

Han Ruoyan, who had been staying by her side, was still dozing off. She immediately woke up when she heard the noise and hurried forward to check the situation.

Hearing the shout, Ling Shuang's consciousness slowly returned and he opened his eyes.

After looking around, the scene seemed familiar. It was similar to the room when I first came to this world. The same pure white room and the same strange instruments.

But the severe pain had not completely subsided, and was still tormenting Ling Shuang's spirit, making it impossible for her to concentrate her thoughts.

He glanced at the anxious figure beside him and made a hoarse voice:

"Ruoyan?...What's wrong with me...?"

"Your Highness, please drink some water first. You have been unconscious for three days."

Han Ruoyan turned around and poured a glass of water back, helped Ling Shuang up and fed her to drink.

The dry throat was finally moistened, which made Ling Shuang feel much better.

She closed her eyes again and calmed down, summoning a bit of energy to soothe the pain in her brain. Ling Shuang then opened her eyes and asked:

"Three days? What happened to me?"

Upon hearing Ling Shuang's inquiry, Han Ruoyan, who was originally happy, instantly became depressed.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault that I did such an excessive thing to His Highness, irritating another soul in His Highness's body, causing your soul to be damaged, and also causing injuries to the high priest and another senior..."

"Another soul? The high priest is injured? Is everything okay? By the way, there is also your body. Is everything okay?"

Ling Shuang was very excited when she heard this, and at the same time, she remembered what happened before, causing the headache she had just suppressed to break out again.

"Hey! It hurts!"

Seeing Ling Shuang covering her head in pain, Han Ruoyan quickly stopped her:

"The high priest said that His Highness's soul is damaged now, so he should not be too emotional, otherwise it will irritate his soul."

"Your Highness, don't worry. We are all fine. The biggest problem now is you..."

Han Ruoyan looked at Ling Shuang worriedly.

"So, what happened?"

Ling Shuang asked again.

"Well... do you remember what I... did to you at that time?" Han Ruoyan couldn't help but tremble when talking about what happened before.

Recalling the scene at that time, Ling Shuang also turned slightly red and looked away unconsciously.

"Remember... remember..."

Han Ruoyan took a breath, suppressed the shyness in her heart, and continued:

"After that, my behavior stimulated another soul in your body, and she suddenly came out to occupy your body. Since your soul was forcibly squeezed out, she then used your body to fight with high intensity, so it was It took so much damage to your soul that you were unconscious for so long.”

"So...it's all my fault...it was me who caused these things..."

Seeing Han Ruoyan falling into self-blame again, Ling Shuang held her hand and comforted her: "It's okay. How can I blame you? None of us expected this to happen."

"Besides, if you insist on pursuing the case, all the responsibility lies with me. It was my negligence that caused you to suffer such severe torture that you even had some mental problems."

"By the way, how are you physically? Are there any sequelae? Have you recovered mentally?"

Seeing Ling Shuang comforting her like this, Han Ruoyan was also very moved and said with a smile: "It's okay, I am also a Yuanling now. I have to thank His Highness for your help, otherwise I can only be a mortal for the rest of my life."

Ling Shuang smiled bitterly and said: "But because of my negligence, you may not be able to improve your strength in the future, and it also caused you so much damage..."

"It's okay. I don't value strength anyway. I know very well how much I weigh. Without Your Highness, I wouldn't even have a chance to improve my strength. As for pain, just treat it as a test to improve your strength."

Han Ruoyan interrupted.

Knowing that Han Ruoyan was comforting her, Ling Shuang still felt uncomfortable, and if she remembered correctly, the first thing that soul did when it came out was to hurt Han Ruoyan.

She had no idea what happened next.

Now it seems that Han Ruoyan has no big problem. It should be the high priest who arrived in time to stop her.

"By the way, how did the high priest get injured? Who is the other senior?"

"Your other soul had a conflict with the high priest, so he fought with the high priest and the senior. It is said that the battle was very fierce. The senior seemed to be using a sword. They were all seriously injured at the time. It’s just that after two days of raising it, everything is basically healed.”

The one using the sword seems to be the master. Considering the strength of him and the high priest, they were both seriously injured. That soul...

Thinking of this, Ling Shuang's mood instantly dropped.

Before she fell into coma, she seemed to hear the soul blaming Han Ruoyan for desecrating this body. Who else could value this body so much except Emperor Shuang?

It seems that the guess has come true, that is the real Frost Emperor, and he is just a little remnant soul with no memory.

When the Frost Emperor recovers, the first thing he should do is swallow himself.

After all, who would tolerate his own soul being incomplete?

Neither the master nor the high priest can deal with her, so what strength do I have to resist? What’s the point of continuing to practice?

Ling Shuang has lost hope for the future. Since the end result is death no matter what, what's the point of working hard?

She began to miss her previous life again. Although her life was not good at that time, at least she didn't have to worry about her life safety. She only had to complete tasks every day, find ways to fish, and compete with her boss.

Why are you dragging me into this world?

Ling Shuang's mind was already at its peak. At this moment, she even began to complain about the high priest in her heart. If they hadn't performed this ritual, she would still be living a peaceful and stable life.

Seeing Ling Shuang sinking into depression, Han Ruoyan did not dare to disturb her and could only stay by her side silently.

How could she not have doubts about herself?

As expected, I was lowly and dirty, and all the people who did good to me did not end well. It was because I defiled His Highness's body that everyone was injured and His Highness became depressed.

All this was her own fault. She was not worthy of standing beside His Highness. If she had recognized the reality from the beginning and kept the distance she deserved, wouldn't all this have happened?

However, Your Highness is so beautiful, and I still don't want to leave His Highness, and want to feel her warmth by His Highness' side again.

Therefore, as long as His Highness does not drive her away, she will always be His Highness's maid. This time she will fulfill her duties well and be a qualified maid, and not expect things that do not belong to her.

Therefore, Han Ruoyan buried all her emotions in her heart so that no one noticed. She did what a maid should do every day and did not attract anyone's attention.

However, she found that Ling Shuang's mood continued to decline, and in the end she even began to become decadent, which made her unable to bear it any longer.

His Highness in her heart shines like the sun in the sky. He is not as depressed as he is now. As a maid, she must do something.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you? If you have something on your mind, can you tell Ruoyan?"

Ling Shuang smiled bitterly: "You don't need to call me Your Highness. This saint of mine is nothing but a substitute. When the real thing is ready, I should disappear."

Han Ruoyan didn't understand: "But you are Your Highness, the unique Holy Lady, how can you be a substitute? You saved me and gave me sunshine, so you will always be my Highness."

Ling Shuang sighed and motioned for Han Ruoyan to sit down.

"I'll tell you about my life experience, and you'll understand..."

Afterwards, Ling Shuang told Han Ruoyan how she came to this world, the origin of this body, and the identity of the other soul.

Han Ruoyan couldn't come to her senses for a while after hearing this.

"God...that is to say, His Highness is actually the incarnation of Canglan's legendary Frost Emperor? This..."

Han Ruoyan's eyes turned into starry eyes when she looked at Ling Shuang, and the light stung Ling Shuang's eyes.

"No... I'm just a remnant soul. The one who came out before is the Frost Emperor. When the time comes, he will be devoured."

Ling Shuang smiled bitterly.

How can I afford this title now? To say that it might have been okay before, but now that the Emperor of Frost himself has come out to sneak around and show off his strength, I am afraid that no one else will recognize her in the future.

"No, His Highness' existence naturally has a meaning. Otherwise, why would His Highness have an independent and clear consciousness?"

"Moreover, I have always believed that there is no meaningless effort. As long as you do it, there will always be something different in the end. How can you give up at the beginning?"

"Besides, the Frost Emperor is a legendary figure after all, but Your Highness is right in front of me, and I only recognize you as Your Highness the Saint who saved me!" Han Ruoyan said firmly.

Although her heart was still full of confusion, Han Ruoyan's words warmed Ling Shuang's heart and at least allowed her to find some meaning of existence.

What a cute little angel.