The General's Little Peasant Wife Chapter 106

Soon, the waiter came carrying a few bottles of wine in his arms. Smelling the familiar fragrance of wine, Ling Luo didn't know the words to describe his mood at the moment, but he knew that he was excited.
Xiao Zi Xuan watched Ling Luo carry the wine as if it was his baby and looking at it obsessively. Her womanly instinct told her that the winemaker must surely have some sort of relationship with Ling Luo. If that person returned, that person will definitely destroy everything she currently had.
No, she can't let this happen.
“Dear, this wine smells good."
“Yes, the taste is also very good.” He poured some for Xiao Zixuan as he spoke: “You try it.”
Xiao Zixuan suppressed the anger in her heart and took a sip of the wine. After tasting it, her expression changed: "It really is good."
“Right? How can the wine she made be bad?” Ling Luo whispered the later part of this sentence, so that no one but himself could hear it.
As Xiao Zixuan glanced at Ling Luo, she felt that something was off about him today.
The meal ended with an awkward atmosphere.
After returning to the household, Ling Luo eagerly called his confidants, and ordered them to investigate the place where Xiao Qi Tian's wine was found.
In the next few days, Xiao Zi Xuan's face was unsightly. In the past, Ling Luo would always think of her. Whenever she was unhappy, he would comfort her, but he didn't do anything at all now. Even the way he talks to her was perfunctory.
Suppressing the anger in her heart, Xiao Zi Xuan smiled and went to look for Ling Luo, but she was told that he was out.
Finally, Xiao Zi Xuan could no longer suppress her emotions. All at once, her anger broke out and she punished all her maids as well as the servants, who were guarding at the entrance of Ling Luo's study room.
In the end, Xiao Zi Xuan entered Ling Luo's study room for the first time. It was no different from other people's study room.
She frowned slightly. If there was nothing different between his study room and the rests, why must it be so tightly guarded from her?
Indeed, Ling Luo had been guarding the room from her. In the past, whenever she got near to his study room, he would surely be unhappy. She had guessed that he was keeping something secretive in here.
However, she didn't see anything strange today. It just had a bookcase, some picture scrolls, etc. It wasn't special, yet he wouldn't let her in.
Xiao Zi Xuan tightened her lips and turned to leave. It was at this moment, that a vase on the bookcase gave her an idea. There were a lot of picture scrolls in it.
She sneakily approached it and reached into vase to pull out a scroll slowly. Seeing the person in the painting, Xiao Zi Xuan's face became ugly.
It was a painting of a woman, an incredibly beautiful woman.
Looking at the paintings after paintings in the vase, Xiao Zi Xuan laughed wildly. So this was the case. No wonder he wouldn't let her into his study room. It was because of this.
There were so many picture scrolls in here, and on them was the same person, and that was a woman.
“Your Highness.”
The voice of a servant sounded from the outside, Xiao Zi Xuan who was sitting on a chair, gloomily turned her gaze to the door.
Ling Luo returned to the study room in disappointment. After opening the door, he spotted Xiao Zi Xuan, and his face became incredibly ugly.
Noticing the paintings that were thrown all over the ground, Ling Luo's expression became much worse.
He stormed to his desk, and picked up the paintings from the ground while completely ignoring Xiao Zi Xuan's gloomy face and glaring eyes.
Xiao Zi Xuan's anger completely sparked off at this. She thought that Ling Luo would comfort her and explain to her, but what was happening now?
He silently picked up the paintings laying on the ground as if it was her who was unreasonable.
“Ling Luo, I'm not giving you the permission to pick them up, do you hear me? I ordered you to stop picking up the paintings.” Seeing that Ling Luo simply wasn't paying any attention to her, Xiao Zi Xuan walked over and s.n.a.t.c.hed the painting out from his hand, and tore it into pieces.
Looking at the painting being destroyed, Ling Luo's eyes narrowed. He stared at the woman in front of him coldly: “Get out.”
“What did you say?” Xiao Zi Xuan looked at Ling Luo in disbelief.
“I said get out.” Ling Luo's voice was cold, without a trace of affection.
Xiao Zixiao laughed: “Ling Luo, just you wait.”