The more Xiao Lingyue thought about it, the more subtle it became.
She held two boxes of medicinal materials and looked at Zhan Beihan with strange eyes: "Why do you want to compare with the Wen family?"
The man looked at her with a cold face.
"The Wen family just gave gifts to express their gratitude and made friends with me by the way. They didn't offend you, right?" The more Xiao Lingyue thought about it, the more confused she became: "Why are you fighting with the Wen family?"
She finally saw it.
This man got into trouble with the Wen family for no apparent reason.
It was a nice gift to give him, respectfully, and it wasn't given to him.
Even if he has high vision and doesn't like what the Wen family has prepared, there's no need to be angry, right?
Zhan Bei said coldly: "Which eye of yours sees my fighting spirit?"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
Sorry, she saw it with both eyes.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Has the Wen family offended you before?"
"No."
"Wen Shaoming has a grudge against you?"
"No!"
"Is there something in the gift list that rubbed you the wrong way?"
"No!"
Zhan Beihan looked at her angrily: "Have you asked enough?"
Xiao Lingyue became more and more puzzled: "Then why are you angry?"
Zhan Beihan was not so angry at first, but after she asked these questions in succession, he felt a tightness in his chest. He looked down at her coldly.
The light in the warehouse was dim, and dim candlelight lit up the four walls, reflecting her eyes.
Her eyebrows were slightly twisted, and there was no veil on her face. She still looked like she had after the disguise. Only her eyes were real, and they were as full as water, reflecting the candlelight, making them look particularly clean.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and unknown anger suddenly surged up, and he pressed her against the agarwood frame.
Xiao Lingyue was caught off guard and her back hit the wooden frame: "Hiss..."
The brocade box in his hand was also knocked over and fell to the ground.
The medicinal materials rolled out directly.
Before Xiao Lingyue had time to feel distressed, Zhan Beihan suddenly bullied him, with a dark fire in his eyes: "Xiao Lingyue!"
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
Her heart tightened, and she instinctively raised her head to meet his cold and sharp eyes.
Zhan Beihan rarely calls her by her real name.
But at this moment, every word he said seemed to be full of anger: "Do you really don't understand, or are you just pretending to be stupid with me?"
Xiao Lingyue: "...What am I pretending to be?"
Zhan Beihan said word by word: "Is Wen Shaoming's face good-looking?"
Xiao Lingyue opened her eyes wide.
"You can see it without even blinking."
He mocked coldly: "You have just lost your connection with Chu Yuanqi on your front foot, and never forget to stick together even after entering the palace, and your back foot is blinded by Wen Shaoming. In front of this king, you are quite unscrupulous!"
"..."
Xiao Lingyue was so shocked by him that she was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but explain: "I just took a look..."
"Why, you still think you haven't seen enough?" Zhan Beihan smiled.
Xiao Lingyue choked and suddenly frowned: "How do you know that I talked to Chu Yuanqi in the palace?"
He obviously left when he reached the door.
She frowned and said, "You sent someone to keep an eye on me?"
Zhan Beihan pinched her sharp chin and sneered: "Does this king need to send someone to keep an eye on her?"
As long as he wants to know, there are many people in the palace who take the initiative to send news, and there is no need for him to send someone personally.
What's more, Xiao Lingyue had no intention of avoiding people.
She considered herself to be frank with Chu Yuanqi, and she was talking while standing at the gate of Ganquan Palace with people coming and going. What was there to avoid?
It's very inexplicable that he set up an army to investigate.
Xiao Lingyue looked up at him: "I talked to Chu Yuanqi, so what? What does this have to do with Wen Shaoming?"