The man's gaze was like a scalpel, dissecting her bit by bit.
He seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She raised her hand and pinched the bed sheets until they were wrinkled.
The look in her eyes made it seem as if she would stay here and not leave because her vanity had been greatly satisfied in the past two days. It was as if she had occupied everything that should have belonged to Consort Dowager.
In front of other people, she could accept the care and love calmly, but in front of Pei Huai, she seemed to be naked and was seen clearly.
"What do you mean?" The original owner took a deep breath, and her cheeks were red from anger.
"Nothing." Pei Huai put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the door. His gaze fell on her face. "I'm just reminding you."
However, the more relaxed he was, the more embarrassed the original owner felt. "Do you think I'm trying to take her life?"
