"You don't believe it, and you don't believe it either, Your Highness, right?" Zi Han's face was pale, and there was only despair in her eyes.
Didn’t my mother say that the Third Highness would take care of her? Why didn’t the Third Highness believe her? Why did everyone abandon her? Mother didn’t want her, her father didn’t want her, and even the Third Highness didn’t want her...
"Miss Dongfang, you are too worried." Nangong Chen said calmly, his beautiful sword eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly, and a trace of pity flashed in his heart, but he didn't like weak and incompetent women who only have scheming. She has such scheming at the age of eight.
, such a woman is not worthy of being his concubine.
"Then, Your Highness, you said you believe me, I believe you, and I really hope you believe me too." Zihan said pleadingly, her whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cave, if she didn't give her a little hope, she would really be in despair.
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Nangong Chen's eyebrows wrinkled again, without saying a word, he crossed Dongfang Zihan and walked towards the visitor.
The person who came was none other than Dongfang Jingao, the eldest son of the Dongfang family. He was only fifteen years old. He was calm, had an extraordinary bearing, and had excellent cultivation. He had a fourth-level illusion, and owned a third-level flaming fire lion. He was also a well-known figure in the Jinli Kingdom.
Dongfang Jingao and Nangong Chen are the same age, they are classmates and good friends.
"Jing Ao, please let me wait." Nangong Chen's expression finally eased. The ladies from the Dongfang family were like bees. If they were not Jing Ao's sisters, he would have been rude.
"I'm coming right now, let's go quickly, the auction will start soon." Dongfang Jingao knew that he was late, so he quickly changed the topic.
Zi Yan looked at Nangong Chen's retreating figure with fascination, her eyes filled with affection and a bit of reluctance.
Zihan's eyes were empty and lifeless, looking desperately at the people who were leaving. No one wanted her. She knew that her mother would never come back, but she wanted her mother very much.
It wasn't until Nangong Chen's back disappeared that Dongfang Ziyan turned around and looked at Dongfang Zihan viciously. She almost got hurt by this little bitch!
"Drag her back!" Zi Yan shouted to the maid.
Several maids gave Zi Han a pitiful look, and then took the desperate Zi Han to the most remote corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion, an old small courtyard.
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There was another young lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the fourth lady, Dongfang Ziying. She learned that the Third Highness was coming, and she saw the Third Highness leaving just as she passed by. Then she saw that Dongfang Ziyan wanted to vent her anger on Dongfang Zihan again, so she stopped by to take a look.
play.
Zi Ling is also here. She just slandered Zi Han and feels a little guilty. However, she only has a low-status mother. She has to bow her head and can only practice hard to win her father's favor.
"Sixth sister, you have just reached the first level of cultivation. Come out and give it a try, try it on her face, and burn her face into flowers." Zi Yan shouted, her pretty face full of pride and ruthlessness.
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She hated Dongfang Zihan so much. If her mother had been the royal wife from the beginning, then she would be the one engaged to His Highness, not the good-for-nothing fool Dongfang Zihan!
"Third sister, try it with fifth sister? It doesn't seem good." Zi Ling was shocked. She didn't expect that Dongfang Ziyan had such a vicious heart, so she tried it with a real person.
"Use it quickly, or I will let you taste my thunderbolt." A powerful fire light appeared in Zi Yan's hand.
"I'll use it immediately." Zi Ling took two steps back in panic, and a weak fire appeared in her hand, which was incomparable to Dongfang Ziyan's.