Demons are rampant: the violent concubine is not easy to mess with

Chapter 117 Don't play plagiarism with this princess ([-])
"This "Orchid Chapter" is worthy of Mr. Lan's freshness like orchid."

As soon as Shangguan Ren said this, everyone looked sideways.

Even Nangong Cange, who had been playing with the celadon tea set, suddenly put down the tea set, and Gu Lanzhi accidentally plucked the strings of the guqin in his bosom.

The eyes of the two fell on the girl in black at the same time. The girl covered her face with a veil, and looked at the bewildered Murong Yan with stern eyes.

I saw that Murong Yan's eyes were full of tears, her half-shed appearance was extremely endearing.She half frowned, and said in an innocent tone: "I just... I just... lost my memory, and then I don't know why these poems are in my head, and I don't know that other people have these poems too .me····"

The last little bit was not said at all, and she just cried to herself.

Murong Yong also stood up to testify about Murong Yan's amnesia. Originally, Murong Yan plagiarized other people's poems, but now it looks like how Shangguan Ren bullied a patient with amnesia.

Seeing her appearance, Shangguan Ren suddenly felt a little bored.The original disgust was gone, and sometimes when he was really speechless towards someone, he really didn't want to give her any emotion at all. This is what Shangguan Ren did to Murong Yan now.

Unintentionally watching this family drama again, Shangguan Ren slightly closed his eyes.

Although Shangguan Ren is wearing a veil, Nangong Cange who is close to her can still be seen.

Seeing her close her eyes, thinking of the reports of the hidden guards sent to protect her, she felt a pain in her heart.Probably very tired, right?

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head and said to Murong Yan who was still struggling to act in the hall, "Enough!"

This sound was so harsh that Murong Yan trembled in fright.

Perhaps it was because Nangong Cange gave people the impression of a gentle personality, but now that he speaks so harshly, the contrast is naturally unacceptable.

The hall became quiet, and Shangguan Ren also opened his eyes.

Nangong Cange took her hand, and Shangguanren struggled for a while, but then he found that he was in front of everyone, and stopped struggling again.

She is Princess Xian, even on the surface, she is——

"Where is the guest room?"

"It turns out that the prince wants to rest—"

Murong Yong leaned forward obsequiously.

(End of this chapter)