Chapter 1917 Driven Crazy by Fright?

Chapter 338 Driven mad by fright?

Having said all this, Nan He naturally had to suffer from being dumb, and knelt down, "My lord, I don't dare to want the concubine, I just want the mansion to be peaceful for a while, and I want you not to be bullied by others." It's just a criticism."

"The two sisters are right." The two of them were talking one after another, when Ping Ji's sharp voice came in from the outside, and the words arrived before the people arrived.

"My lord." Ping Ji twisted her body, and walked in gracefully, her eyes first glanced over Yan Cenxuan's handsome cheeks, and then fell on Yan Beicheng's face, saluting, "My lord, do you know that not only the two younger sisters, but also the maids and concubines are often bullied by the concubine."

As she said that, she pinched the veil and began to sob, "The concubine just said a few more words to the concubine a few days ago, which made the concubine unhappy, and the concubine insisted that the concubine was the next one to commit a crime against her. Disrespectful, punished the concubine, and a month ago, the concubine was punished by the princess in the same way, lord, you must be the master for the concubine, for thousands of people, and abolish this poisonous woman what."

Yan Beicheng scratched the broken hair on his forehead a little irritably, and scolded impatiently: "Shut up, my head is going to hurt like hell."

When Ping Ji saw this, tears welled up in her eyes, she must have been forced back again, and she didn't dare to speak out.

Nan He glanced sideways at Xue Ji who was kneeling on the ground, squeezed his palms, and simply knelt down beside her. Although he didn't say a word, his attitude was already extremely obvious.

Seeing this, Ping Ji also knelt down belatedly.

Yan Cenxuan is weak and prone to night sweats. Seeing their posture at this moment, it seems that they are forcing Yan Beicheng to punish him, and his palms are already sticky, "Brother, the abolition of the princess is going to report to the emperor Yes, don't be impulsive, otherwise, when the emperor blames you, you may be in trouble."

Xue Ji heard the words and hurriedly said: "If the emperor knows the reason, he will definitely not blame the prince."

At this moment, Yan Beicheng, in his usual idle manner, had his brows tightly furrowed, his lips tightly pursed, and he looked sad.

When others saw this, they all knew that he was also weighing things up, so they dared not speak too much. It was as if an invisible funnel had been placed in the room, and everyone was quietly waiting for the sand in the funnel to drain out, before ushering in the sand. Last Judgment.

"poof"

Suddenly there was a sneer in the quiet room, and everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw that Mo Shanghua, who was about to be driven to a dead end, didn't show any nervousness or panic on her face at this moment, instead she had a sarcastic smile on her face.

"Could it be possible that the concubine was driven mad by fright because she saw the general situation was over?" Seeing this, Ping Ji slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said with a bit of complacency.

Mo Shanghua didn't even look at her, and walked directly in front of Nan He, "Didn't you just say that you brought the Wanmin Book? Now that you haven't even shown the Wanmin Book, you want to judge me at will, which may not be enough. To convince the public."

Nan He's eyes glanced at Moshang Hua's face, and his heart skipped a beat.

She always felt that this matter might not be that simple.

After all, she didn't even know when Xue Ji put in the Wanmin book, so how could she know if it was the real Wanmin book?

Thinking of this, she became more and more uneasy, but right now, she was not allowed to continue to keep the Wanmin Book private, so she could only slowly take out the Wanmin Book from her sleeve.