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

Chapter 130 Uncompromising Means ([-])

When the sound of the piano stopped, Murong Yan naturally also stopped.

Shangguan Ren's eyes were chilling: "What did I say?"

Nangong Cange was still lazy, half closed his eyes: "You are not allowed to write coquettish words, and you are not allowed to mess with flowers."

The people in the hall were silent again. Is this what ordinary women ask their husbands?Is this what a husband usually says to his wife?How come there is a feeling of being reversed?
Shangguan Ren lightly plucked the strings, the sound was clear and crisp.

"Then what are you doing now?"

Nangong Cange still had half-closed eyes, unable to see the expression clearly.

"Play the piano."

Shangguan Ren sneered.

"Playing the piano?" After a pause, his eyes glanced at Murong Yan: "I think it's a love affair!"

A love word is very clear.

Murong Yan's face changed, she was quite embarrassed by being seen through.

"She sings better than me?"

What is said is an interrogative sentence, but what is actually used is a rhetorical question.

"No."

Nangong Cange answered quickly.

"Did you understand her words?"

Shangguan Ren is aggressive, God knows how angry she is now.Originally, Gu Lanzhi's hate was enough to upset her, but now that Nangong Cange is still unstable, Murong Yan even made her want to do something.

"understood."

Nangong Remnant Song is calm and clear.

"What's your idea?" Shangguan Yan continued without pausing, "It's best not to give me any ideas! You know, I've also said that as long as it belongs to me, even if it's only for one day with my label, then Never allow others to get involved!"

These words seemed to be addressed to Nangong Cange, but actually they were addressed to Murong Yan and Murong Yong who were at the side.

Don't think she doesn't know, what is Murong Yong's plan?
Today, she will tell them!They will never be allowed to step in the gate of Xianwang Mansion!

"No idea."

Shangguan Ren was quite satisfied with Nangong Cange's answer, nodded his head, and took the boy in white by the hand to leave the hall.

Both of them were dressed in white, and from a distance, they seemed to be cuddling each other.

Murong Yan looked at the backs of the two, her pretty face twisted slightly, and finally she squeezed out a smile uglier than crying and said to the guest: "That's Princess Xian."

(End of this chapter)