Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

"Even Miss Song's poems were not written by her."

Guan Wuyan glanced at Song Ziyan sharply.

Song Ziyan was slightly startled, and his pupils shrank slightly at first, but then changed again.

It is true that these poems were not written by her, but... how could the people here know? ?

She is not from here at all. She has experimented before. This place is an imaginary world. The knowledge she has learned in the past does not exist in this place.

She was a little timid when she used it before, but as she grew older and became more knowledgeable, she discovered that the place she traveled through did not exist in the long river of history.

So, she can use these at will.

Now! !

Someone actually started to expose her.

! ! !

Could it be that there are other time-travelers in this world who have already begun to compose these poems before me?

Song Ziyan was flustered, but he pretended to be calm.

"Folk girls don't understand what you're talking about."

Song Ziyan lowered his head, looking pitiful and ready to cry.

Everyone was in a state of desperation, but now looking at Song Ziyan's expression and state, they couldn't help but feel a little distressed in their hearts. After all, she was also a delicate and weak woman.

This official Wuyan suddenly came out to slander others' innocence out of thin air. Seeing Song Ziyan's aggrieved look, it was really pitiful.

"Guan Wuyan, do you have evidence? If you are talking nonsense here without evidence, don't blame this prince for doing anything to you."

The Seventh Prince suddenly spoke up and stood next to Song Ziyan.

Everyone present looked very subtle.

Anyone with a discerning eye can guess that the seventh prince's current attitude is obviously because he has a crush on Song Ziyan.

Although Song Ziyan lowered her head, she still heard the seventh prince's words very clearly.

There was a burst of joy in her heart, and she still gained the favor of the Seventh Prince.

If the Seventh Prince likes her, then... I won't have to rely on anyone else!

In my heart, just as I was thinking about this, I heard Guan Wuyan speak again.

"If there is evidence, I have asked the servant to go back and get it. Your Highness will be able to see it after a moment."

When Guan Wuyan felt strange at first, he scratched his head and thought about it again.

When I thought about it before, my mind suddenly became clear, and I immediately asked the boy at home to go back and get the poetry collection.

As soon as Guan Wuyan finished speaking, there was a small noise among the crowd.

There is actually evidence.

If Song Ziyan's time is all fake...

Then this person... will be so false!

As soon as he thought about it, the eyes around Song Ziyan became a little strange.

Song Ziyan hid his hands in his wide sleeves and clenched them tightly. The look on his face also changed from green to white.

The evidence, there is actually evidence.

Song Ziyan's mind was filled with confusion. For a moment, he suddenly didn't know how to handle this matter.

"You better have proof."

The seventh prince's lips curled up slightly and his eyes turned to the side.

"yes!"

Guan Wuyan responded and silently bowed to the Seventh Prince.

There may have been some hesitation in his mind before. After all, when he got the collection of poems first, he read it as if he had found a treasure.

After reading it, I was deeply shocked. I just felt that these poems were very popular. Each poem could take him some time to read and study.

Previously, when Song Ziyan's poems were sent to him, they were probably at the back of the poetry collection, and he had not yet studied and recited them carefully.

But just now, he saw another poem by Song Ziyan, and this one was clear in his mind! !

This poem was right at the front of the collection, and he read it many times.

He was naturally confident. This Song Ziyan used other people's poems to achieve his reputation as a talented woman. It was really disgusting and disgusting.

The seventh prince looked at him like this and snorted coldly, standing to one side without saying anything.

Guan Wuyan probably had called the bookboy back to get it before, but after just waiting for a moment, the bookboy came over holding the books in his hands, dripping with sweat.

"Master."

The book boy handed the books up respectfully.

Guan Wuyan reached out and quickly found the poem written by Song Ziyan just now.

Because this is an excerpt, he copied almost three or four of these poetry collections at home.

Therefore, every time a song is found, a mark is folded so that the Seventh Prince can read it later.

After finishing it, Guan Wuyan sent the collection of poems in his hand to the seventh prince.

The Seventh Prince took it and flipped through it casually. As expected, the verses above were all spoken by Song Ziyan.

Exactly the same, no deviation.

The seventh prince frowned, put away the poetry collection, raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan lowered her head, making it difficult to see her expression, but looking at her shoulders hanging slightly, she looked very weak and very endearing.

"Perhaps these poems were written by Miss Song a few years ago, and then she was exiled. It is inevitable. What's more, the person in this collection of poems, Li Bai? Bai Juyi? Have you never heard of it?"

"This collection of poems has been circulated in major bookstores more than a month ago. What's more, at this banquet today, Miss Song specially composed a poem for Her Royal Highness the Princess, this one, but Miss Song only said After reading the first four sentences, the next four sentences are obviously about a rich young lady who fell into prostitution!"

Most people, if they heard the Seventh Prince say this, would probably not say a word and would just respond. But Guan Wuyan, a stubborn person, would not care about the Seventh Prince's thoughts.

I thought it was Song Ziyan's problem, so I pointed the finger at Song Ziyan.

"Bring it over and show it to me, the princess."

The eldest princess slapped the table with her hand, her eyebrows stood up and she looked quite unhappy.

"Sister Royal."

The seventh prince looked at the expression on the eldest princess's face and knew that she was furious, so he had no choice but to give the collection of poems in his hand to the maid at the side.

When the eldest princess got the collection of poems, Song Ziyan, who was standing next to her, started to tremble uncontrollably.

"presumptuous!"

I was so happy when I heard this poem before, but now I feel so unhappy when I hear it.

A rich lady fell into prostitution? ?

Can this kind of poem describe her as a princess from the Tang Dynasty?

"Crack--" With a sound, the collection of poems in his hand was thrown heavily into Song Ziyan's face.

When the eldest princess was young, she learned martial arts, and the strength of her hands was naturally different from that of ordinary daughters.

When this collection of poems hit Song Ziyan's face, Song Ziyan's face suddenly became red and swollen.