Aunt Wen calmly pulled the corner of Luo Yiran's clothes, signaling her to say less.
Luo Yiran raised her eyes and looked at Luo Yunchu sharply. Is she reserved? Isn't it time for her to dress up like a fairy and get close to cousin Beilin?
Just as she was about to say something, Aunt Wen stuffed a piece of honeydew melon into her mouth and said, "The marriage of children, parents' orders to find a matchmaker, sir, do you think the third prince and Yun Chu are a good match?"
It seems that Aunt Wen also hopes that Luo Yunchu will marry far away, so as not to be an eyesore and cause trouble. Luo Yunchu curled her lips, so she couldn't comply with their wishes.
Prime Minister Luo smiled and smoothed his beard but did not express his opinion. It would be good to marry the third prince and become the princess, but it would be better if Luo Yunchu could marry Xiao Beichen and become the princess.
Xiwan is far away from home, so marrying her will not help much in his career in Beiming.
Aunt Wen stopped talking when she saw this. She understood that everything in this Luo Mansion must be based on Prime Minister Luo's wishes.
Luo Yunchu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone understood that Prime Minister Luo's non-statement was his attitude. Only Sun was still there to persuade him.
Prime Minister Luo said it tirelessly, and Si Yuan was extremely embarrassed.
Si Yuan stood up with a faint smile on his eyes: "Thank you uncle and aunt for the hospitality. Mingyue will go to the palace to pay homage to Emperor Ming. This prince will go back to his room to rest first."
Luo Yunchu spread his hands and said, "Then I'll go back too."
Prime Minister Luo, on the other hand, glared at Mrs. Sun fiercely and returned to the study.
The feast ended unhappily, and Ms. Sun was extremely depressed. She said helplessly: "Did I say the wrong thing again?"
Sun is the only daughter of the Shang Shu family. She has never learned to read people's faces since she was a child.
Luo Zhiyi snorted coldly and pursed her lips tightly. To be fair, Mrs. Sun was more like Luo Yiran's mother, who was equally brainless.
"We can only use poison!" After a long time, Luo Zhiyi said.
"That damn girl is an expert in using poison, I'm afraid she can't do it!"
"Then use poison on the third prince," Luo Zhiyi said one word at a time, "Use~mei~poison~"
Sun held her chin and nodded repeatedly, "What a good idea. The third prince is strong and strong, and that dead girl will definitely not be able to escape from his grasp!"
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The white smoke from the incense burner in Siyuan's room was swirling, making him dizzy. When he went out to take a breath, he saw a figure who looked like Luo Yunchu.
He followed her to a remote courtyard by accident, and Si Yuan, who had mastered kung fu, easily entered the room in the courtyard.
Luo Yunchu was leaning on the couch, eating fish fillets and reading a storybook, and when he was seeing something exciting, he heard the door open.
She sat up cross-legged, "Third Prince?"
As Si Yuan approached, a strange fragrance came, a faint sweet smell.
The two looked at each other, and after seeing Si Yuan's eyes, Luo Yunchu was even more sure that this guy was poisoned by charm.
One second, Si Yuan looked a little confused, his eyes were lost and he didn't know what he was thinking about. The next second, he rushed towards Luo Yunchu.
Si Yuan's voice trembled, "Yun Chu, we said goodbye three years ago. I miss you very much."
Luo Yunchu ducked out of the way, and Si Yuan threw himself on the couch, his breathing becoming heavier.
In fact, Luo Yunchu could just hide in her personal space, but out of a doctor's instinct, she immediately took out the lotus flowers growing in the spiritual spring and the fragrant pills made from lotus pods and roasted them over the fire, filling the room with a sweet and slightly fragrant aroma.
Si Yuan stood up and walked towards Luo Yunchu step by step, and she was very confident in her fragrant pills and would not hide or hide.
When Si Yuan came to her, Si Yuan's eyes had returned to clarity.
"Why am I here?" Si Yuan's gentle face showed a hint of panic.
"How do I know," Luo Yunchu blinked, "we are probably being plotted against."
Si Yuan's eyes moved, as if he remembered something, "A maid with a brown birthmark the size of an egg on her right hand lit a furnace of incense for me, and I lost my mind. What happened next was so blurry that I couldn't remember it clearly. ”
"Brown birthmark?" Luo Yunchu lowered his eyelashes, his brain spinning rapidly.
It really reminded her of a face, that is, the sister of her cheating maid Dongxue. "I remembered, it was the eldest lady Luo Zhiyi's maid Dongmei. She has a birthmark on her hand."
Si Yuan nodded, "I will settle this debt with them. Now I'd better leave here first. Your reputation is the most important."
At this moment, there were some rustling footsteps outside.
"Second sister, is second sister here?"
Si Yuan calmly stood in front of Luo Yunchu and asked in a low voice, "Is this your eldest sister?"
"Who else is it if it's not her?" Luo Yunchu raised his eyebrows, "Go to the back window, we are a man and a woman alone in the same room. Even if nothing happens, they will make a fuss."
They walked to the back window, reached out and pushed it open, and found that the window had been sealed from the outside.
"Do you know Qinggong?" Luo Yunchu was not afraid, but he was unwilling to be maliciously framed like this, so he asked Si Yuan to jump out of the skylight in order to give them a beautiful counterattack.
Sure enough, as Luo Yunchu expected, the skylight on the second floor was not sealed. They looked at each other and smiled, and Si Yuan jumped out of the window and flew away easily.
Luo Yunchu quickly went downstairs, lit the incense that was ten times more powerful than Si Yuan's poison, and hid in his personal space.
Luo Zhiyi brought a servant who knew martial arts into the house because he was afraid that Siyuan would lose his mind and rape her if he came to catch her.
But when they entered the room, it was quiet. There was no sound of men and women having fun. Luo Zhiyi frowned frequently and said, "Go up to the second floor and have a look."
However, the servant came back before he went up the stairs. His eyes were scarlet and he was confused. He didn't know his name.
Luo Zhiyi's whole body was also hot, but she still had some clarity. Her face darkened and she couldn't help but retreat, "You, you... what are you going to do?"
The servant stretched out his hand to strangle her neck, swallowed, and looked greedily up and down Luo Zhiyi's body, "Little lady, don't scream."
As expected, Luo Zhiyi stopped shouting. In her eyes, the servant had turned into the Xiao Beichen she longed for.
She looked at Jia Ding with misty eyes that were stained with lust. Seeing her obedience, Jia Ding let go of her hand with joy.
"Beichen, kiss me!" Luo Zhiyi squeezed out some broken murmurs from his throat.
"Wait a minute, little lady, my brother will feed you soon!" The servant said dirty words.
Then he stripped himself and Luo Zhiyi naked, and the servant couldn't wait to turn over and cling to her body. After touching her for about three minutes, he gradually became clear as he was happily relieved.
I only heard two voices coming from the door, one was a scream, and the other was a very sweet female voice, "Ah, big sister, why are you in my room..."
