Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

After that late-night conversation, nothing has changed.

Song Le is still boring in the palace, the biggest entertainment is to see which woman he gets closer to.

...Luo Yi convinced her.

Song Le threw the latest short story book into her small box, looked at the full box of small story books, lowered her eyes, wrinkled her nose, then believe it.

It's just that it's been a long time since I saw Bai Bai, and when I asked His Highness, he only replied that he didn't know where he was.

Song Le walked back to the previous house.

Step inside and it's the same as ever.

Her bed, her broken table, and the work diary she stuffed under the bed.

Um?work diary...

How could there be such a shameful thing?

Song Le quickly stuffed it further.

But he took out a tattered black night clothes, which is not very useful for women to disguise themselves as men, steal chickens and dogs and so on.

"..." Oh my god, this is also dark history.

Song Le hurriedly stuffed this in with a blushing old face.

While stuffing it in, Song Le couldn't help but feel alive again.

Should she stop going back to her old job and take advantage of the boredom during the day to sneak around for fun?

Thinking of this, Song Le did the same thing——

All the tools for committing the crime were bought in the shopping mall, and Song Le, the hard worker, left without looking back. After climbing out of the palace wall, he went straight to the bustling market.

Forgot to take the money, simply cashed in the soft sister coins, and ate them all the way, but did not do a bit of stealing, and did countless business for others.

By the way, she also brought a bag of plum cakes and roast chicken for Luo Yi to eat back. Song Le smiled and looked at the hot and fragrant things in his hand.

Unexpectedly, although she was dressed in ordinary clothes, she was generous with her actions without any hesitation, and she was wearing the precious blood jade pendant tied by Luo Yi himself on her waist, and was targeted by several thieves.

When stuck in the alley, Song Le was chewing the last bite of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"...Excuse me?" She asked, still holding onto the expectation of a civilized and harmonious society.

As a result, the little thieves broke her hope with the next sentence: "Bring the money!!"

"Can I not hand it in?" This is all the property she has accumulated from a single task.

In the end, they had to fight, and Song Le knocked down those people, but the roast chicken and plum cake in his hand were accidentally scattered on the ground.

A little scrape on the wrist too.

Song Le didn't care about the small wound on his hand, his eyes stayed on the plum blossom cake that fell on the ground and was crushed into powder for a long time, and he sighed silently.

Luo Yi really has no luck... It's getting late now, and the stalls have probably been closed.

Really want to give him a taste.

In the end, Song Le kicked the trembling man on the ground as if to vent his anger, and returned back the same way in a bad mood.

Originally thought that Luo Yi would not find out, but when he returned to his dormitory, after seeing the gloomy face, Song Le still flinched, blinked, and said guiltyly: "... Your Majesty?"

"Where did you go?" Luo Yi's expression became even worse when he saw her ordinary clothes.

Song Le said honestly: "I went to the market."

Seeing that he was still in danger, Song Le quickly went over to squeeze his shoulders and said, "I brought roast chicken and plum cake..."

"Where is it?" Luo Yi's expression softened slightly.

"...Ah," Song Le paused awkwardly for a while, "it fell to the ground."

"Don't even think about eating today." Luo Yi said with a slightly sluggish look.

As he spoke, he brushed her hand away and was about to go out, but accidentally touched the wound on her wrist.

Song Le didn't feel any pain, but Luo Yi gritted his teeth and asked, "How did this happen?"