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Chapter 587

"Do you care about me!" Xiao Lingyue held her breath and turned her head to look at the other side, not wanting to pay attention to him.

This is a terrifying look without getting an answer.

His temper is getting bigger and bigger.

Zhan Beihan's thin lips slightly raised and he said to himself: "Do you really want to know so?"

"Don't you say it?" Xiao Lingyue hugged her chest with her hands.

"Come here." Zhan Beihan hooked his finger at her.

"Why are you kidding a puppy?"

Xiao Lingyue complained speechlessly, but she walked over and sat down, looking at him squintly, "Don't let go if you have a fart."

"No big or small! Who is the one who is allowed to talk to me like this?" Zhan Beihan glared at her.

"Oh, you're still pretending to be a prince?" Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes and pretended to get up. "Okay, you are the prince, you're amazing. I don't deserve to sit next to you, so be sure to stay away, right?"

""Who did she learn this sarcastic spirit from?

Zhan Beihan couldn't laugh or cry.

Before Xiao Lingyue could stand up, the man said in a low voice: "I have nothing to do with Wei Shaorong."

""Xiao Lingyue's movements froze.

A trace of complexity flashed across her face as if she was angry. She looked up, her expression showed no flaws: "What does it mean?"

"Literally," Zhan Beihan's pale and handsome face was not visible, his eyes were dark and his tone was faint.

"She is a member of Nanyanwei's family and has been hostile to me on the battlefield several times, that's all!"

As he said that, the man glanced at her again: "You are satisfied now?"

Xiao Lingyue wanted to pull off the corner of her mouth.

My heart seemed to be empty, and the wind whistled by, making my heart veins freeze.

Blood clots into ice.

"Is that just that?" she asked, "that Gong Yang Qian and Wei Zhai said."

"You believe what the enemy said? Are you really stupid or fake stupid?"

Zhan Beihan looked at her disgustedly, his tone was still plain: "It's just that I have fought with Wei Shaorong many times, and she is a woman again, and the rumors spread from Nanyan."

"Is that true?" Xiao Lingyue lowered her eyelashes.

So, are all rumors?

Just, just a rumor?

"This is all in the past. Now Wei Shaorong is the Crown Princess of Nanyan long ago. She is Murong Ye's woman. What do you think I can have about her?"

Zhan Beihan's voice was low and calm, and his tone was a little disdainful: "Gong Yang Qian said she was an old person, but I have never fallen in love with the old one? I just want to provoke me if I take a woman. Hum, I'm really not on the stage as always!"

Xiao Lingyue could hear that Zhan Beihan was serious.

No matter how he felt about "Wei Shaorong" before.

Now, he only has two things left to position "her" - the Crown Princess Nanyan and Murong Ye's woman.

There is no nostalgia, and there is no hatred.

There is only complete indifference and calmness, as well as the disgust of Murong Ye's people, the house and the mistress.

Xiao Lingyue closed her eyes, and it seemed like a dull knife was slashing deep in her heart. Under the dull pain, sticky blood gushed out, slowly winding through.

Even the pain was a little dazed.

In fact, she had expected Zhan Beihan's reaction.

After she learned that Murong Ye did not announce her death, but concealed the news and claimed to the public that "Wei Shaorong married into the Eastern Palace."

She had imagined the mood of Zhan Beihan.

He has always been a arrogant and strong character, with clear distinction between love and hate, and will never compromise.

No matter what he and "Wei Shaorong" had ever had, after learning that she "married" Murong Ye, everything ended here!

Zhan Beihan will not look back.

Letting go means letting go, giving up means giving up.
Chapter completed!