Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 161 Where is this king so ugly?

Nangong Yiran glanced at her, then shook his head very puzzled.

He lives in the mansion of Eight Sage Kings every day, and he doesn't think there is anything unusual about it.And this girl can come in and out of the palace at will, I really don't understand where her pride comes from.

Withdrawing his gaze from An Ran, Nangong Yiran was about to drop his pen.

But when he saw the drop of ink dripping on the paper, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked up at An Ran outside the window.

"Wait, I seem to have heard just now, you said my handwriting is ugly?"

Facing Nangong Yiran's gaze, An Ran grimaced, noncommittal.

Although Nangong Yiran didn't hear her admit it, but from her expression, it could be seen that this girl really thought so in her heart.

Frowning in displeasure, Nangong Yiran put down the brush.

He crossed the desk and walked out the door. Before An Ran could react, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his room.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing, let me go."

An Ran struggled, trying to pull her hand out of Nangong Yiran's.

However, although Nangong Yiran was younger than her, he had great strength.

She struggled a few times without breaking free from Nangong Yiran's hand, so she could only let him lead her to the desk.

"Here's your pen."

Letting go of An Ran's wrist, Nangong Yiran moved the brush and ink forward, and then laid out a piece of white rice paper in front of her.

An Ran inexplicably looked at the rice paper that had been laid out, and then at Nangong Yiran, with puzzlement in her eyes: "Boy, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that my handwriting is ugly, then write a few words for me to see!"

Hearing what Nangong Yiran said, An Ran suddenly panicked.

She never liked to read and write since she was a child, and this mention of writing will definitely cause Nangong Yiran to make jokes.

How could she be the dignified daughter of Zhenyuanhou in Gulan Kingdom, and the little princess of Zhenyuanhou's mansion, being laughed at by a brat.

"I...I'm not saying your handwriting is ugly, I mean... I mean..." Biting her lips lightly, An Ran's eyes rolled around: "By the way, I mean you are ugly."

"..."

In a word, Nangong was so angry that his seven orifices burned with smoke.

He raised his hand to touch his face, and frowned even tighter: "Do you dare to say it again, why is this king so ugly?"

"Cough cough..."

Asked by Nangong Yiran, An Ran coughed in embarrassment.

She looked up at the beams, scratching the back of her head.

In fact, Nangong Yiran is not only not ugly, but also cute.

It's just that his question just now made her anxious, so he had to say that in order to save his lost face.

Nangong Yiran didn't know what she was thinking, and thought that An Ran disliked him for being too ugly and didn't want to look at him more.

Suddenly, Nangong Yiran doubted himself a little.

People in Wuyang Kingdom said that he looked like his father and that he was the obsessive object of thousands of girls. Could it be that these words were all lies to him?
"My lord, are you really that ugly?"

Nangong Yiran's voice was deliberately lowered a lot, his voice trembled slightly, and even showed a trace of unconfidence.

When An Ran heard him ask this question, the corner of her mouth couldn't help twitching.

She slowly retracted her gaze, looked at Nangong Yiran, and was thinking about how to answer him, when a slightly nervous voice suddenly came from outside the room.

"My lord, it's better to let the servants go in and report first."

(End of this chapter)