"Miss, the Ghost King has asked his servants to bring a lot of things."
Yanzhi looked at the jewelry placed in the house. The silk and satin fabrics were all of the highest quality. There were some treasures that even the highest-ranking concubine did not have. Thinking of this, the woman beside him couldn't help but smile and hurriedly took them.
He brought a piece of Shu brocade to Nanzhi.
"Miss, look at the symmetrical pattern of this Sichuan brocade, which is continuous in four directions and has bright colors. It is most suitable for making a dress for you. When it is done, you can put it on and show the Ghost King how beautiful our girl is."
"beautiful?"
Nanzhi glanced lazily at Yanzhi, then flipped through the Shu brocade a few times with little interest.
"I don't like this color, and I don't look that good either. It would look even worse if I wore it. It's just a pity that such good materials are used on people who shouldn't be using them."
"What? The color doesn't look good? It shouldn't be...Given her age, a young lady should wear bright and lively colors."
Rouge curled her lips in a depressed manner and said in confusion.
"How could anyone say that about me? How could the young lady be so ugly? You just despise yourself and use it as an excuse because you don't want what the Ghost King sent you."
"So you know everything."
Nanzhi never raised his head and looked at the book in his hand. His unhurried attitude and indifferent tone made Yanzhi so angry that he almost scratched his cheeks and scratched his throat.
"Since you don't want these things, why didn't you refuse them just now?"
"So what if you refuse?"
Nanzhi looked back at her coldly and closed the book in his hand.
"Rejecting his gift will give him a reason to come to see me. Now I don't want to see him at all."
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Yanzhi looked at her carefully, trying to discern some clues, and frowned subconsciously.
"I've only been away from you for a few days, and you already had a quarrel with the Ghost King? No! The Ghost King cares about you so much, and he must not be willing to quarrel with you. It must be you, miss, who is having a bad temper again."
Nanzhi frowned unbearably. Hearing the shock in her ears, she silently flicked her head and stood up.
"You, stop talking nonsense and take those things away quickly. I feel upset, otherwise you can distribute them to everyone."
Yanzhi stepped aside and just rubbed his head when he heard his young lady say such shocking words. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. Then she strode towards the woman standing by the window and asked again in a daze.
"Miss, are you serious?"
"Have I ever told a lie?"
Nanzhi was puzzled by her question. After looking at her, he began to look at the swaying flower branches outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.
"..."
Rouge pursed her thin lips and stared at her for a moment, then looked away and pouted.
"I don't dare to share these things with everyone. If one day we are hit by the Ghost King, we have a hundred heads, and they are not enough. How about this, I will help you store them in the warehouse, and wait for you to use them one day.
I'm helping you take it out."
"up to you."
Nanzhi said without moving her eyes, causing Yanzhi to sigh helplessly.
"Miss...Sister Nanzhi, I don't know what happened between you and the Ghost King. But I can be sure that, unlike Hua Benxi, the Ghost King's feelings for you are by no means ordinary. He is really interested in you. Maybe,
This man has fallen in love with you a long time ago, not just on a whim, I hope you understand."