She went back to the room and unfolded a piece of rice paper, and wrote three names on it with cinnabar, namely: Shangguan Mei'er, Murong Chi, and Murong Ze. The pen is sharp.

After writing the last vertical of the word, a shadow was cast on the paper. Murong Ze, who blocked the sun, looked at his name. Thinking thoughtfully about something.

After looking up and seeing Murong Ze, Shangguan Yingluo really wanted to shout to catch the thief. I wanted to keep the last one to pack up this goods, but how did it happen to appear at this time?

She raised her eyebrows and asked sharply, "Who is Your Excellency, and why did you trespass into the official mansion?" ”

After looking at these three names, Murong Ze already understood. At this time, Shangguan Yingluo shouldn't have known herself and Murong Chi, it seems that she is also reborn, and intends to take revenge on the list.

It's quite pretty. So he simply accompanied him to the end, Hu Zou said: "My surname is Xiang, my name is Gong, you can call me Xianggong." ”

"Miss Yingluo, the first time we met, why are you so fierce to me?" Murong Ze pretended to be strange.

"Miss Yingluo, can you call me by my name?"

"Miss Yingluo......"

He chattered.

Shangguan Yingluo held back her anger and accidentally broke the brush: "...... Murong Ze, what are you doing! ”

"It's not Murong Ze...... It's a good match. ”

Murong Ze climbed through the window, approached Shangguan Yingluo's ear and lowered his voice, and said extremely ambiguously: "Miss Yingluo, you quietly write my name, do you have a crush on me...... Murong Chi, that stinky boy, I've cleaned it up for you...... Give me a thank you...... Well? ”

Shangguan Yingluo avoided without a trace, crumpled the paper into a ball with an expressionless face, and stuffed it into Murong Ze's mouth.

Murong Ze picked up Shangguan Yingluo's teacup and consciously swallowed it with water: "Well, it's delicious, it has the fragrance on your hands." ”

"Trespassing on a private house is not good for the prince's reputation."

Shangguan Yingluo was sure, it turned out that she was not the only one who was reborn. Then from the moment he saw the name on the paper, Murong Ze already knew about his rebirth. was miserable by him in the previous life, and when he appears at this moment, I am afraid that he is also an enemy rather than a friend.

"Are you still haunted by your previous life? I can help you make her even worse. ”

Murong Ze looked at the fried Mei'er with interest, and couldn't help but compare it with what she did to Murong Chi in her heart, it was just like this, she was still not ruthless enough......

"Get out!" euphemistically didn't make sense, Shangguan Yingluo directly issued an order to expel customers; "You don't need to worry about it here, get out!"

If you are so familiar, Murong Ze smiled bitterly and said bitterly: "The last person to say this was Murong Chi, and now he is still lying on the bed......"

You have to be polite to the prince.

Shangguan Yingluo naturally understood the meaning of the words, and sneered: "Also, as long as the prince is willing, he can control the life and death of my female stream at any time." If you want to marry by force, you can marry by force, and if you want to give it away, who dares to have two words? ”

Murong Ze knew that he was in the wrong, but he still explained unwillingly: "I have a reason...... Originally, I didn't give you to my father for myself. I knew that it would give Murong a chance to take advantage of it, and I would never let it go no matter what. If you don't believe it now, you can ask me anytime you want to know in the future. ”

Murong Chi.

Having heard this name many times today, Shangguan Yingluo couldn't help but feel upset and wanted to vent.

Murong Ze had been gone for a long time, and Shangguan Mei'er's class for tonight had ended, and she collapsed on the bed tiredly. Shangguan Yingluo knows her, her heart is restless, her stomach is bad, and she doesn't want to learn anything except harming people, so she should sharpen her temperament no matter how you look at it.