Xiao Lingyue chuckled, "Didn't you ask me what the remaining three points are? Then why don't you explain to me, what are the remaining four points? What is the specific content? Which aspect does it refer to?
As long as you explain each point clearly, I will tell you what the remaining three points are!"
If you have the guts to say it.
She didn't believe he could explain it clearly.
This feeling of trust is inherently different from person to person and changes at any time.
Especially emotional trust.
Who can explain clearly why they trust the other party? And why they don’t trust the other party? They even need to explain clearly step by step?
Isn't this unreasonable?
Only a man like Zhan Beihan, who doesn't understand amorous feelings, can ask such a question.
Xiao Lingyue decided to let him retreat in spite of the difficulties.
However, when Zhan Beihan heard her words, he looked at her deeply: "The remaining four points are very simple."
Xiao Lingyue: "?"
"First." He took a step closer, leaned close to her ear, and said slowly.
"Tell me the truth, who are you?"
Xiao Lingyue's pupils shrank: ""
Zhan Beihan's voice was low and cold: "Second, why did you become 'Xiao Lingyue'?"
"Thirdly, how do you know about me?"
"Fourth, what is the secret you are hiding?"
Four questions in a row were like four thunders exploding in her ears, and Xiao Lingyue's mind went blank.
She involuntarily took a step back, her lower back pressed against the hard railing, her pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, her nerves tightened, and she looked at the man close at hand: "You"
The voice couldn't help but feel a little astringent.
Zhan Beihan put his hands on the railing and stared at her with his narrow, sharp eyes, which were terrifyingly deep.
"Four questions, four points."
He said meaningfully: "Is the princess satisfied with this answer?"
Xiao Lingyue reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips: "What are you satisfied with or dissatisfied with? I don't even understand what you are talking about."
Don't panic, calm down!
What Zhan Beihan said may not necessarily mean what she thought.
A soldier never tires of deceit, who knows if he is deceiving her?
What's more, who is she if she isn't Xiao Lingyue? Even Zhan Beihan wouldn't believe in such things as being reborn after death and reviving one's soul through corpses.
To take a step back, even if he believed it, he would have doubts about her identity.
Where is the evidence?
He can't produce any evidence at all! As long as she doesn't admit it, no one can say that she is not "Xiao Lingyue!"
These thoughts flashed through my mind at an extremely fast speed.
Xiao Lingyue managed to calm down.
"Xiao Lingyue, the eldest daughter of Xiao Chenggang's original wife, grew up in the Xiao family in the capital. She never left the Xiao family's inner house before the age of fifteen, and was not even known to anyone. She only had the right to go out after she was fifteen years old.
, first entered the palace at the age of sixteen and was given a marriage due to an accident."
Zhan Beihan said clearly, word for word: "This is her entire life experience."
Xiao Lingyue was a little frightened: "What do you mean by saying that? It doesn't mean anything."
Even though she said that, she knew in her heart that Zhan Beihan said it exactly.
"Miss Xiao" was given a marriage at the age of sixteen.
A few months later, he died on the sedan chair, and his short life came to an abrupt end.
Zhan Beihan said meaningfully: "The real eldest daughter of the Xiao family has never practiced martial arts, is illiterate, has never left Northern Qin in her life, and does not even know that the country of Nanyan exists."