The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Losian glanced at the little prince and said expressionlessly: I don't know him. Princess, even if you have nothing to do with him, you can still treat me as a gift.

Tsk, once you go out, you will become more and more glib. Bacol sneered.

It's better than some people who still have nothing to gain. Losian replied calmly.

Others in the palace: ...

Why is there something wrong with the atmosphere all of a sudden?

What are you doing here as if there is no one around?

puff……

Sang Jian couldn't help but smile.

...

Seeing her reaction, Losian and Bacoor stopped displeased with each other.

This kind of situation is really not suitable for quarreling.

Okay, if you don't know me, you don't know me. It's not a big deal.

Sang Jian looked at the little prince again.

There is no need for gifts. I have received your thoughts. If you don't mind, the little prince can stay here for a while.

Not only did he reject their plan to get married, it also gave him a temporary place of refuge.

However, no one can protect him forever, I hope he can understand this.

The little prince pursed his lips and stared blankly at Luosian, not really listening to Sang Jian's words.

Since it's a banquet, everyone doesn't need to be restrained. Please feel free to do it.

After greeting the envoys from the Three Kingdoms, Sang Jian let the group of people play by themselves.

She wanted to find an opportunity to take Luo Si'an back.

We haven’t seen each other for so long, and I wanted to catch up on old times.

The most important thing is that there are a lot of people talking here, and it would not be fun if she said something that ruined her image in front of Losian.

I don't know if it was because he was thinking about this matter, but Sang Jian felt a little uneasy.

This made her a little uncomfortable.

Even if Rozian knew her true identity, there would be no problem. Why would she feel uneasy?

There is a feeling that a storm is coming.

In the original world, today was the day of Luo Si'an's death. Could it be that Luo Si An turned dark or decided to take revenge?

Sanjian secretly glanced at Luosian and found nothing unusual about him.

This feeling shouldn't come from him, so what's going on?

Luo Si'an, I'm a little tired, please take me back. Sang Jian frowned slightly and stood up from the throne.

King, you need me...

Bacoor hurriedly came up to greet him.

Sang Jian raised his hand to stop him from trying to help himself, Count Bacol, you have to stay here to take charge of the overall situation.

Bacol: ...

If he had known this was the case, he shouldn't have said that he wanted to be a count when he was a child!

Luosian took a step forward and reached out to hold Sang Jian's arm.

Sang Jian raised his head and smiled at him, Luo Si'an, you have grown a lot taller.

Luo Si'an nodded slightly, with a bit of tenderness in his expression, You have grown up too.

Sang Jian tilted his head, You've been away for so long. If I don't grow up, how can I manage the country?

Speaking of this, Losian remembered her situation in the palace when he left.

He glanced back at Bacol, whose face was full of displeasure, then withdrew his gaze and whispered: You have suffered a lot these years.

Sang Jian: ... Well, I don't feel guilty at all.

Wait a minute...this...brother knight?

The little prince, who had been perfunctory by Sang Jian before, suddenly blocked the way of the two of them at this moment.

A young boy in his early teens, not yet fully developed, looked up at Los Ann, hesitant to speak.

Have we met somewhere?