The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 501 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (51)

Murong Yanran staggered back two steps, being exposed to Duan Feiyang's true face by Su Qinghuan in such a way, the girl felt that she had been hit hard.

She clutched her sleeves tightly, biting her lips white.

"Brother Duan...why did he lie to me..."

I thought it was a meeting between a talented man and a beautiful woman like in the storybook, but it turned out to be a joke.

She was so looking forward to finding a reason to leave the palace at first, but fortunately, she had a private meeting with Duan Feiyang during the Beijing Lantern Festival, but now that she wanted to come, it became like a dream.

Seeing Murong Yanran's dazed eyes, Su Qinghuan said firmly.

"Yan Ran, don't have illusions about that so-called Big Brother Duan. His two poems were not written for you. He plagiarized them from two authors, one named Li Bai and the other named Wang Guowei. , has nothing to do with Duan Feiyang himself!"

"..."

Murong Yanran held the pillar of the gazebo in a daze.

The cold stone made Murong Yanran feel even more hesitant.

"But, if those two people have such amazing talents, why have I never heard of them?"

"Because those poems are all orphans, and there is no way to verify them, but I have heard many of them. Those orphans are family heirlooms, far older than Duan Feiyang."

"If you don't believe me, I can silently recite some of Li Bai's more classic poems for you next time. I just hope you don't spread them around. After all, they cannot be tested."

System 233 immediately echoed the little fox's proposal.

"That's right, host, that Life Winner system knows to plagiarize three hundred Tang poems for Duan Feiyang, and it's just that the people who bully this plane have never heard of these masterpieces handed down from generation to generation."

And Murong Yanran has already believed it [-]% at the moment, she is not a fan of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, compared to those elegant things, maybe the delicious food is more attractive to Murong Yanran.

Murong Yanran curled her lips.

"... Forget it, Sister Qinghuan, I naturally believe in you."

Having said this, Murong Yanran suddenly realized a problem.

"Sister Qinghuan, I don't even know Brother Duan's name, why do you know?"

"..."

Su Qinghuan looked at the girl's ignorant look, and knew that Murong Yanran was just disappointed at the moment. Although Murong Yanran obviously had a moment when she fell in love with Duan Feiyang, after all, the two of them had known each other for too short a time, so it was easier to extricate themselves.

"Yanran, do you remember that you once said that if you saw my ex-fiancé, you would want to beat and kick him to vent your anger on me."

"..."

Murong Yanran saw that Su Qinghuan's serious expression did not seem to be fake at all, nor did she seem to be joking, she was completely dumbfounded.

"So, Brother Duan is your ex-fiancé?"

"Correct."

Su Qinghuan has already decided to completely destroy Murong Yanran's good impression of Duan Feiyang, and she doesn't care how inappropriate it is to tell a little girl that a big man's private life is miserable.

"Yanran, it's not because I divorced him that I'm unwilling. I want to slander him in front of you. As long as you send a reliable confidant to inquire about it, you will know that Duan Feiyang and Prime Minister Ye are in Fengtai Temple. My daughter has been dating for a long time, and the two of them have already exchanged invitations to get married."

"Besides this, he spends a long time in the place of Fireworks and Willow Lane. Such a man is not worthy to lift your shoes, let alone make your heart beat?"

"..."

The girl's dream was not only shattered, but also reshaped.

Murong Yanran couldn't imagine that a person like Duan Feiyang, who looked like a handsome young man, would like to hang around Goulanyuan.

Moreover, he even had a marriage contract with the prime minister's daughter, so what did he want to do when he hugged her waist that day and looked reluctant to part?
……

Originally, Murong Yanran also deceived herself into thinking that Duan Feiyang fell in love with her at first sight at that time, so she couldn't let go of her love.

It would be too...

"The person Duan Feiyang wants to marry is Ye Wan'er..."

Murong Yanran turned her head quickly, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Sister Qing Huan, please laugh at me. I promised to help you beat the bad guy, but this paragraph... Bah, this heartbroken man is in front of me, and I still..."

"Those who do not know are innocent."

Su Qinghuan rubbed the little broken hair on Murong Yanran's head.

"Yanran, I'm afraid that you will go astray, so just get out in time. If, like me, you only find out that the other party is a jackal after you get divorced, even if you get out successfully, you will inevitably be slandered and slandered by villains."

"..."

Murong Yanran nodded with lingering fear.

She heard the gossips of those gossiping women outside the Su's Silk Village that day, thinking that she was a princess of the dynasty, if such dirty stories got out, it would damage the face of her father, queen and queen.

Ever since she knew that Duan Feiyang plagiarized other people's poems, Murong Yanran's impression of Duan Feiyang had dropped by [-]% or [-]%. Now that she knew Duan Feiyang's true character, she was even more nauseated, and all her admiration turned into disgust.

"Sister Qinghuan, thank you for waking me up in time."

"We Yanran are so well-behaved and cute, we will definitely find a good husband in the future, and he will be tens of millions of times better than someone like Duan Feiyang."

Su Qinghuan rubbed Murong Yanran's hair, smiling lightly.

After all, Murong Yanran was still a half-grown child, she pouted when she heard about choosing a son-in-law.

"No, no, I still want to stay with my father and queen for two more years. Sister Qing Huan can find a good husband and son-in-law first."

"By the way, Sister Qing Huan, I suddenly remembered that Duan even invited me to watch the Lantern Festival in a few days and get together at Fengtai Temple. Can we think of a way to deal with him?"

Thinking that she was almost trampled by such scumbags without knowing it, Murong Yanran felt a little palpitating.

At first, she thought it was a beautiful thing, but now that Su Qinghuan had mentioned it, she suddenly felt that Duan Feiyang, maybe this invitation was not that simple.

……

"Yanran, you don't want to go there when the time comes, I will discuss it with Prince Murong."

"Alright."

Thinking of Murong Chen, Murong Yanran felt relieved.

she hesitated.

"Then, do you want to tell brother Ziyu about me?"

After all, this is related to a woman's reputation, so Su Qinghuan shook her head immediately.

"No, I'll just say that I'm venting my anger for myself."

Murong Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked at Su Qinghuan again, she was even more grateful.

"Sister Qinghuan, you are so kind. If I have a real sister, I may not be as good as you."

"Just a little thing."

A dark light flashed in Su Qinghuan's eyes.

She thought about how to deal with that scum.

"Tong'er, do you remember that when I was in a certain plane, there was a one shot that didn't work? Is it a great gift to give this to Duan Feiyang?"

(End of this chapter)