Chapter 1827 Ten Fingers Clenched Tightly
Chapter 248 Ten Fingers Clenched Tightly
A look of joy flashed across Nan He's eyes, but his face showed panic, "My concubine forgives my sin, but my servant and concubine have no such intentions."
After a pause, just when Mo Shanghua was about to open her mouth to make trouble again, she said suddenly: "The concubine only wanted to make amends after getting the hint from the prince, and she also advised the princess. If the princess doesn't believe it, she can go there in person." Ask the prince."
Mo Shanghua stood up, looked up at Nanhe kneeling down, her ruddy lips parted slightly, "You speculated about the prince's intentions and made your own decisions, so you should end it yourself, but , even if you want to make a good end right now, I don't have time to act with you, if you want to kneel, you can kneel, I won't accompany you."
After finishing speaking, his eyes moved away from Nan He, and without even looking at her, he walked past her and left here.
From the moment she stood up, she seemed to be wearing a dragon robe that can only be worn by an emperor, and looked down on everyone with an absolutely lofty attitude. The Southern Crane was at her feet, as if humble Like a small ant, it can't be compared with her at all.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Nanhe had to say that she was indeed like an ant just now, which gave her strong self-esteem another blow. She clenched her ten fingers tightly, and her slender nails almost touched the tenderness of her palm. Flesh punctured.
However, when she thought of the jealousy in Mo Shanghua's eyes, the corners of her lips could not help but slightly raised, and the anger just dissipated a lot in an instant.
Moshanghua, Moshanghua, whether you guessed it or not, Nanhe's goal today has also been successfully achieved.
She had already figured it out, even if Mo Shanghua guessed that her purpose today was to deliberately destroy her relationship with Yan Beicheng, so what?
She knows best about feelings.
Even if it is clear that other people are intentionally sabotaging, as soon as they hear about the affair between the man they love and other women, they will feel uncontrollable jealousy in their hearts. Mo Shanghua is also a woman, so there must be no exception.
The most important thing is that she had planted a seed about her relationship with Yan Beicheng for Mo Shanghua long ago, and over time, it would naturally take root and sprout, and it would become more and more lush.
As for whether she will know the truth from Yan Beicheng, she is not worried at all, she knows him, how could he ruin an important chess piece of his own because of a woman, and then ruin the future? plan.
Now, all she had to do was wait for the day when Mo Shanghua continued to quarrel with Yan Beicheng out of jealousy and was rejected by Yan Beicheng. At that time, it's time to let her dictate.
Thinking of the days after Mo Shanghua was rejected by Yan Beicheng, she felt much more at ease.
"Side concubine, why are you kneeling here?" While thinking about it, one of the maidservants assigned to "serve" beside Nan He hurried in with a wooden box in her arms.
"It's okay, I just received a few words of admonition from the princess." Nan He shook his head, but got up immediately, and when the maid walked over, she was helping the maid to get up.
When she got up, she deliberately put most of her weight on the maidservant, as if her knees were damaged from kneeling for a long time.
"Side concubine..." Even so, the maid easily helped her up, with a hint of worry on her face.
"My concubine is fine, let's go back." Nan He bit his lips lightly, and walked out of the hall with the help of the maidservant.
"Yes." Seeing this, the servant girl naturally couldn't say anything, but when he thought of the contents in the wooden box, he couldn't help but say, "Princess, what should I do with the Dong'e-e-hide gelatin in this box? You are not willing to use it, so why don’t you give it away now?”
She only came now because she forgot to bring it when she came out, and was sent back halfway by Nan He to pick it up, so she came a bit late, and she missed everything.
"It's better not to upset the princess, go back." Nan He glanced at the wooden box sideways, and after careful consideration, he said so.
The two left one after another.
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It has to be said that Nanhe's method is indeed the most effective and also the deadliest.
No matter how Mo Shanghua told herself over and over again in her heart, it was absolutely unbelievable, but she still imagined hundreds of kinds of past and present of Yan Beicheng and Nanhe in her mind, and her heart suddenly felt oppressed and aching .
The seed that the Southern Crane had planted earlier really grew slowly in her heart, and the branches that branched out almost pierced her atrium with countless bloody holes, overflowing with a little bit of pain.
The real relationship between Nanhe and Yan Beicheng had to be put on the table by her, and it was entangled in her heart like a mess of miscellaneous threads, which made her feel a little more depressed besides the pain.
Mo Shanghua irritatedly pushed down a pen container full of brushes on the desk, the pen container was scattered all over the table, and then fell into the inkstone, several brushes dipped in ink rolled on the table again , stained the desk with a lot of ink.
Mo Shanghua stared at the dots of ink on the dark red sandalwood tabletop, she felt startled, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and she couldn't help scratching her neat hair bun irritably.
She just lost her sense of proportion, she is too unlike herself, she must not allow herself to go on like this.
Thinking of this, Mo Shanghua couldn't help closing her eyes, trying to drive Yan Beicheng's figure out of her mind.
However, the more so, the more Yan Beicheng's figure followed her around like a shadow, and he couldn't break free no matter what.
No, no, she had to find something for herself to do.
Mo Shanghua thought of Yun Ji in the wing room, and felt that this was a good way to forget about other things. She didn't even clean up the book case, so she went straight to find her medicine bag and covered her veil so that Yun Ji would not see her being hurt. Excitement, now go to the wing.
At this moment, Yunji's chest injury has already healed. Her face, which was originally thin due to being sent to a place like a cold palace, has grown some flesh now, and has regained its former health and roundness.
Seeing Mo Shanghua approaching, the maid in charge of taking care of Yunji actively stepped forward, "Princess, this is the record of Mrs. Yun's daily diet and medication for half a month."
This maid was chosen by Qin Ya, and she was careful and conscientious in her work. Qin Ya relayed her instructions, and she did it seriously. Every page was done in an extremely neat and detailed manner. The key points that should be written down are half lost, so there is no need to write down the rest The matter is not mentioned at all.
Mo Shanghua nodded slightly, took the notebook handed over by the maid, looked through it carefully with lowered eyes, and couldn't help but praise: "Not bad."
"Thank you, princess, for your praise." The servant girl didn't raise her head when she saw Mo Shanghua, she looked very serious, and she didn't say much, she just bowed and bowed, then quietly retreated to the side, waiting for Mo Shanghua at any time ordered.