"What? Always domineering, high-minded, arrogant and arrogant, are you crying? ”

He Yan and Nan Guiren have never been at odds over the years, because they live in the same palace.

She lives on the south side of the Chung Cui Palace, and she lives on the north side of the Chung Cui Palace.

It's far away.,It's the kind that doesn't match each other all day long.,Very little contact.,After meeting in the past,It's also a cold sneer.。

However, before the earliest, it was the Dutch nobles who had the upper hand, and as for the southern nobles, they only suffered losses.

Like this time, it was the only time she had the upper hand.

There was a villain's face on his face, and naturally all of it was revealed.

In other words, in the past, He Yan might still be able to sneer at her with a proud posture, or maybe she never took Nan Guiren in her eyes from beginning to end.

Now she is even more scornful of her villainous face.

"Seeing the appearance of this palace, the happiest person is none other than you, the noble man of the south."

"yes."

Nan Guiren smiled coldly and glared at her condescendingly: "Heyan, look at your half-dead appearance, I don't know how happy and proud I am when I see it." Obviously, you and I entered the palace on the same day, obviously I am better than you in appearance, and even you and I have the same identity, why are you always superior to me? ”

She was not convinced, she was really unconvinced.

This was the case when she was outside the palace, and now that she has entered the palace, she is obviously the same as her in everything, why should she lose to her everywhere and lose to her!

Even she knew that her biological son died at the hands of her son, but she still had to be suppressed by her because of her identity!

"Now I see you and your own son turn against each other, Heyan, for me, it's really happy!"

Saying that, Nan Guiren took a step forward proudly: "Now you are sick like this, and your so-called son who helped him give everything behind his back, but he didn't even look at you, you are about to die, even if he already knows the truth of the matter, he still doesn't choose to forgive you." ”

Nan Guiren wanted to see from her face that it seemed to be a little bit of anger.

But no, He Yan just closed her eyes and didn't even look at her, to this day, she is about to die, and she still treats her like a clown.

No matter what she said, even in the most vicious tone, to ridicule her and laugh at her, she didn't even want to look at herself more.

In her eyes, no matter what she has become now, she is still the high-minded and arrogant He Yan.

And she has always been her subordinate, even if she is terminally ill now.

The more she wanted to see it, the more she couldn't see it, which made Nan Guiren's face more and more hideous, she took a step forward and grabbed He Yan's collar fiercely: "It's all this time, what kind of so-called noble are you still pretending to be in front of me?" ”

"Heyan, you slut!"

"You've already lost, you know? From the moment your son denies you, from the moment your son starts to hate you, from the moment you are now lying in bed, you have lost completely! ”

"If I lose, will you win?"

Looking at the face in front of him, which was completely hideous, blinded by hatred.