Thinking of the way the two of them were fighting just now, Zhan Beihan's face looked very ugly.
Xiao Lingyue frowned and looked at him in confusion: "What image do I have in your eyes? Do you go around looking for trouble if you don't agree with me? You also saw what happened to Cui Minjun last time, can it be compared with this time?
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"What can't be compared?" The man smiled sarcastically, "You keep saying you protect Hanhan, but you just watch him being bullied?"
Xiao Lingyue: "Let me say it again, Chu Yuanqi did not bully Han Han."
"Then why is he crying?" the man said coldly.
Xiao Lingyue choked slightly: "Chu Yuanqi said some unpleasant things, but he had no malice and he has apologized. Isn't that enough?"
Zhan Beihan smiled: "Do you think it's enough?"
Xiao Lingyue looked at his weird look and took a deep breath: "Zhan Beihan, I don't want to quarrel with you. You can think whatever you like."
She didn't want to explain anymore.
Anyway, I can't explain it clearly, this man is like a bull's-eye.
Don't know what he is thinking.
Xiao Lingyue had almost not spoken to him since the last time he came back from the East Palace and had a quarrel on the carriage.
It feels like there is nothing to say. She doesn't want to quarrel. If she can't afford to provoke her, can she not afford to hide?
Xiao Lingyue held the overwhelmed Han Han in her arms, turned around and was about to leave.
Uncle Zhou's surprised voice came: "Your Majesty? Why are you here?"
Xiao Lingyue turned her head.
Then they saw Uncle Zhou, who had already walked away, holding Beibei's hand and turning back again. He probably found that Xiao Lingyue didn't follow him, so he came back specifically to look for her.
Beibei held Uncle Zhou's hand obediently, looked at his mother and Beibei with his big eyes, and then turned to look at the man.
Zhan Beihan said nothing, his handsome face was cold and serious, and his eyes were staring at Xiao Lingyue darkly.
He stretched out his hand: "Hanhan, come here."
Han Han immediately hugged Xiao Lingyue's neck, shaking her little head like a rattle: "I want my mother to hold me."
The man narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
"Is...what happened?" Uncle Zhou noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Why is the little Marquis missing? Are you leaving first?"
Zhan Bei Leng said nothing with a expression on his face.
Xiao Lingyue simply said "Yes": "He has to leave beforehand."
This reason sounds perfunctory at first glance.
Uncle Zhou seemed to have guessed something, and he was too sensible to ask any more questions. He smiled and said, "Don't you want to make clay figurines? I found a good clay figurine stall in front of you. Miss Shen, do you want to take them to see it?"
"Okay." Xiao Lingyue agreed and was about to take a step forward.
Hanhan in his arms suddenly grasped the skirt of her clothes and whispered: "Mother..."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Lingyue stopped.
"I don't want clay figures anymore." Han Han whispered, "Shall we go home?"
Xiao Lingyue was startled and looked down at him.
Hanhan buried his cheek in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice: "Mom, I want to go back, I'm a little tired..."
Xiao Lingyue touched his soft hair, squatted down and said to Beibei: "Hanhan said he was tired. Does Beibei want to go buy a clay figurine, or do you want to go back?"
Beibei glanced at Hanhan who had his head buried in silence and said, "Go back."
"good."
Both children said this, so Xiao Lingyue naturally had no objection.
The shopping trip came to an abrupt end.
The group of people headed back home.
It was the same carriage as when they arrived. Zhan Beihan, Xiao Lingyue and their two children were sitting in the carriage. Uncle Zhou did not dare to go over and sat outside with the coachman.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the carriage was particularly dull. This chapter has been completed!