The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

When Han Jin was thinking wildly, Ruan Tang slapped him again.

He was better than Han Ling, at least he didn't fall to the ground, but his mind was still a little unclear, and he felt dizzy when he looked at Ruan Tang.

"You...princess, as a princess, how can you do anything to us at will?" Han Jin always remembered Cheng Enhou's order, but still couldn't suppress his anger.

Ruan Tang glanced at him, as if looking at an ant: "You can't be casual? Then you mean that you have to find the Qin Tianjian before hitting you, and pick a good day before doing it? Which onion do you think you are? !"

"Pfft!" Someone couldn't help laughing, and gradually the laughter became more and more dense.

Han Jin's face was a little red from the beating, but at the moment when everyone laughed and his face changed, he couldn't catch the eye.

He was discriminated against and felt very humiliated, but he still couldn't fight back, just because his status was inferior to Rong An, and it was only because Rong An was born in the royal family...

"Okay, let's get out of the way if you have nothing to do. This princess does not have white-eyed wolf brothers and sisters like you who can forget their ancestors. Don't recognize relatives all day long to put gold on your face. Next time, it will not be as simple as a slap in the face."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Tang gave a look, Cang Lan and Cang Lu stepped forward and threw Han Jin and Han Ling aside, the kind that really arrest people and throw them out.

All the aristocratic princes and ladies who participated in the poetry meeting looked at Ruan Tang in astonishment.

How could there be a relationship with distant cousins, Ruan Tang is so vicious and so shameless, is it too much?

"Prince, are you looking for me?" Ruan Tang went over, and the others immediately and consciously made way for a passage.

The prince is in the corridor, next to the eldest princess, the second princess, the second prince, the third princess and others. When they saw Ruan Tang, they all avoided in fear.

I am afraid that if I get in the way, I will be the next person to be beaten.

After all, even if Ruan Tang slapped them, they would have no place to reason. If they were dumb, they would be called to question by His Majesty and Queen Mother, and they were the ones who bothered them.

The prince had been stunned by Ruan Tang's operation, and he still felt a little cold behind him at the moment. He took a sip of tea, trying to ease his emotions, only to find that the tea was cold, and put it down without interest.

"That's right, you are over there alone, I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I asked someone to invite you over," the prince said.

Ruan Tang: "Oh, thank you then."

But she is not alone.

She has booked her future husband.

Ruan Tang and them have never had much to say, mainly because when the original owner first came back, everyone laughed at her as a village girl, a wild child, uneducated, ignorant of etiquette, ignorant of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and could not write a single big character, which hurt her self-esteem.

No matter how optimistic people are, they will be hurt if they keep being hit like this.

For the original owner, survival is the most important thing, and nothing else is important.

But back in Sijiu City, it seems that etiquette education and dressing are more important than life.

They often dislike the original owner, and the original owner will ignore them. The only thing is that they have a slightly better relationship with the prince, but it is only the kind of friendship where they can greet each other and not fight because of something.

"Sister Rong An, I heard that you haven't been out much recently because you are studying poetry and painting, why don't you compose a poem too." The third princess Murong Yu spoke.

After she finished speaking, she felt the air around her was a bit cold, and then Ruan Tang's eyes shot over like knives, and her tone was ironic: "Are you a fish?"

Murong Yu was stunned, what happened to the fish?

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