If Zhan Beihan had said this early in the morning, she might have agreed.
But now, she had already changed her clothes and put on makeup, and he asked her to go back to wash it. Who was he tormenting?
"Why do you need to change? Am I being rude?" Xiao Lingyue suppressed her impatience and said coldly, "Your Highness, King Yi, do you know how much time is wasted dressing up? I'm already getting ready to go out, why don't you say this again?
If you are late for the banquet later, whose fault is it?"
Concubine Shu already disliked her, and she didn't know what was waiting for her at today's birthday party.
If she is late again, wouldn't that be an obvious excuse for Concubine Shu?
The most important thing is that Zhan Beihan's request is very inexplicable. Xiao Lingyue doesn't know what is wrong with him. Is she unable to see people in her current state?
The man's sharp eyebrows pressed down impatiently: "If you're late, you'll be late. What's the big deal? Uncle Zhou, take her there..."
"I won't change." Xiao Lingyue interrupted her coldly.
The man looked up at her with cold eyes: "The reason?"
Xiao Lingyue said: "There is no reason, just like you insisting on me changing without any reason."
man:"......"
Xiao Lingyue looked at him mockingly, and then said: "What clothes I wear and how I dress up seems to have nothing to do with His Highness King Yi. If you really want to take care of it, you should take care of the concubines around you."
Stop gesticulating in front of her, treating her like a puppet on strings? He can do whatever he wants.
Xiao Lingyue has been feeling an unknown anger in her heart.
She didn't want to lose her temper or quarrel with Zhan Beihan, but for some reason, she couldn't help but get angry when she saw him.
Especially now.
Xiao Lingyue glanced at his arm being held tightly by Xie Yurui. He seemed to be very used to it and had no intention of breaking away.
I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.
There was one standing next to him, and their bodies were almost touching each other.
I have the nerve to care about what she wears.
She just goes out in her underwear, and no matter how embarrassed she is, she will be embarrassed as well.
What does it have to do with his fight with Beihan?
Xiao Lingyue's expression was cold. No matter what the man's reaction was, she turned around and asked, "Uncle Zhou, is the carriage at the door?"
Uncle Zhou on the side wanted to shrink into a corner. Hearing this, he said with a bitter face: "Yes... yes."
"I'm leaving first." Xiao Lingyue looked at Zhan Beihan and Xie Yurui again, her eyes cold and indifferent, as if there was a flash of ridicule, "You two are free, I won't disturb them."
Zhan Beihan: "..."
Before he could react, Xiao Lingyue turned around and left.
Without even a moment's hesitation.
It was as if the wind was blowing under my feet, and I disappeared at the other end of the garden in the blink of an eye.
Xie Yurui gritted her teeth, hugged his arm and acted coquettishly: "My lord, look at her, she really has no rules at all..."
Before she finished speaking, the man glared at her coldly: "Shut up!"
Xie Yurui's hair stood up in fright, and her hand was instantly empty. The man pulled out his arm impatiently, pushed her aside like a fly, and said in a disgusting tone: "You put something on your body, it stinks!"
The smell was so pungent that it turned into an irritant, almost making him sneeze.