My host is lazy again

Chapter 47 × Villain × False Princess 9
The young man standing there had his black hair tied up casually, and was wearing a neat plain dress that had been washed a bit whitish. He looked a little thin, but he had a handsome figure. He looked at her with probing and indifferent eyes.

Luo Yichen.

The name came to Luo Jian's mind.

After the system released the side mission last time, it sent her his information.

Luo Yichen is the prince who is least liked by the emperor, ranking fifth.His mother was a little maidservant who climbed onto the dragon bed with her beauty and won the emperor's temporary favor.

But the good times didn't last long.

No one thought that she would be a spy sent by a neighboring country.She was three months pregnant when her identity was revealed. For this reason, the emperor did not execute her immediately, but put her in the cold palace.

After she gave birth to the prince, she was given a glass of poisoned wine.

And Luo Yishen was born in the cold palace and lived in the cold palace for 15 years.

During this period, the emperor never summoned him, as if he didn't remember having such a son.Without the protection and love of the emperor, he is a dignified prince living a life that is not as good as a pig or a dog in the cold palace.The palace servants who took care of him didn't dare to blatantly kill him, and didn't want to serve a prince with no future all day long, so they tried different ways to torture him...

It's such a miserable life, no wonder it has to be blackened.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

In the end, Luo Jian looked away first.

She held the food box with both hands, moved her position, and after finding a good posture, she jumped off the wall.

Land smoothly.

But her originally clean dress was covered with a lot of dust, a corner of the skirt was torn apart by the debris on the wall, and the only hairpin on her head was also a little crooked.

The little girl didn't care at all, and walked towards him with the food box.

Luo Yishen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her and said inexplicably: "The Ninth Princess is really bold to trespass in the cold palace."

Luo Jian blinked her eyelashes unexpectedly when she heard this: "Do you know me?"

"Of course I know her a little bit..." After all, she is his sister.

He hooked his lips and sneered, the smile didn't reach his eyes, his beautiful peach blossom eyes looked her up and down.

Since the last time she broke into the courtyard inexplicably, he asked the secret guards to investigate her.

Unexpectedly, she was the Ninth Princess who had just returned to the palace recently.

Ah……

She was raised outside the palace since she was a child, but she has a wild temper, and even dared to climb over the wall.

"Climb over the wall and come in, what do you want to do?" He said in a low voice, unable to discern his emotions.

Luo Jian placed the food box on the stone table in the courtyard very skillfully, opened it and explained: "I'll treat you to a meal."

Luo Yi was slightly stunned, then looked at the food in her hand, raised his eyelids slightly, "We know each other well?"

The little girl shook her head honestly.

With her movements, the hairpin slid down a little bit, and a few strands of black hair slipped down and swept across her fair cheeks.

Xu felt itchy, she tilted her head and rubbed her cheek against her shoulder.

like a little kitten...

For some reason, this thought crossed Luo Yi's mind.

"Then why did you invite me to dinner? Pity me, pity me?"

He asked in a low voice, casually speculating, and at the same time walked towards her step by step, and stopped until he reached her, looked down at her, and paused for a while.

Immediately, he bent down and looked at her, and said quietly: "Or... have other plans? Hmm?"

The ending is sultry.

The young man's slender figure covered him, giving people a great sense of oppression. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the expression on his face was undisguised malice.

Luo Jian took a step back when he came closer, her lower back pressed against the stone table, feeling a slight chill through the fabric.

(End of this chapter)