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

It doesn't matter what crime is punished, the important thing is that Song Le wants her to understand that if she doesn't speak up, she will bully others.

Sure enough, when the court lady heard this, she hurriedly begged for mercy, and under her continuous coercion and temptation, she hesitated and opened her mouth.

It turned out that the boy's name was Lu Xingfu, and he was Lu Zhizhi's twin brother.

It is said that Lu Zhizhi was born first, and then Lu Xingfu, but it took a whole day and night, almost killing his mother and queen.

Afterwards, the national teacher was invited to come to judge good or bad, and the result was chilling and horrifying. Lu Zhizhi was judged to be an auspicious sign, and Lu Xingfu was designated as the fate of the lone star of the gods——

One of the deadliest, extremely vicious, doomed to be alone all his life, showing the appearance of great evil, but not to himself, but to the people around him.

Song Le didn't change his face when he heard the words, and thought deeply.

Facing the triangular eyes of the court lady looking up fearfully, she frowned instantly, swayed her lower legs, gently moved the ankle-length satin skirt, and asked, "Then why did you know this?"

The palace maid was even more hesitant to speak, but she was worried that her atrocities of abusing the prince would be confessed, so she could only bite the bullet and said: "Miss Hui, the servant has been serving the little prince since he was a child, so I have heard about it."

……

Song Le finally asked her to lead the way to the place where Lu Xingfu had lived for 13 years.

Just as the palace maid was about to open the door and enter, she was stopped by Song Le.

The reason why she cared so much about Lu Xingfu, besides being puzzled, was the most important point - she felt jealousy in Lu Xingfu, but it happened from time to time, she couldn't be sure.

But...if he is jealous, then the target of her attack is Lu Xing, right?

Song Le pursed her lips, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, but she quickly became firm again.

Turning to look at the maid, she asked, "Is he inside?"

The maid nodded hesitantly: "Usually they are here, they don't come out very often..."

But Song Le saw the panic and fear flashing across her face, frowned slightly, and knocked on the door.

no respond.

After knocking several times, Song Le gradually lost his patience, pursed his lips, and was planning to go back home and come back another day.

Unexpectedly, the door opened at this moment.

Song Le was taken aback for a moment, raised his head, and bumped into his eyes that were as dark as a deep pool, and his heart tightened for a moment.

The boy's clothes were torn, and under the embarrassing scars, his handsome and youthful silhouette was extraordinarily cold and hard.

He was stunned to see Song Le lose his mind for a moment without anyone noticing, and his heart was pounding——

"You step back first." Song Le murmured without turning his head, eyes still on Lu Xingfu.

The court lady responded, obediently and hurriedly withdrew.

In the whole dilapidated small courtyard, only Song Le and Lu Xingfu were left. After a long while of dead silence, the girl's soft voice broke the silence, she bent her eyes and smiled, "Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

Lu Xingfu had indifferent rejection written all over his face.

Seeing this, Song Le was not depressed, and maintained a soft and sweet smile: "In that case, Miss Ben orders you to invite me in."

……

Entering the room, Song Le subconsciously looked around.

It's an over-reputation to use a simple description, facing the back of the sun, and the location is cool, but the shade is too much, and regardless of the dim light, even the mattress, Song Le quietly stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt a slight tide.

uncomfortable.

In the dark room, there is only a tattered window that lets in a little weak light.

There is not even a place to sit... Song Le can only stand.

In the end, he raised his head nervously, seeing Lu Xingfu's unpredictable expression half submerged in the darkness, not sure if it was her illusion, but he always felt that Lu Xingfu's eyes seemed to be fixed on her, as cold as a poisonous snake.