Quick Transmigration: Don't Be Slag

Ji Quan looked at Lu Cheng eagerly, but Lu Cheng didn't respond at all, which made Ji Quan anxious.

Just when Ji Quan opened his mouth to say something, Lu Cheng said, "Observe first."

Ji Quan looked at Lu Cheng with some disapproval, and said, "After a few days of observation, we might become someone else's."

Lu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and said, "I said to observe and observe."

After hearing Lu Cheng's words, Ji Quan sighed and left.

Only one sentence was left: "Mo Sang, if you don't act, then I will do it myself!"

As soon as Ji Quan left, Lu Cheng opened his eyes and said to the guard beside him, "Go and find out what those foreigners are doing recently."

The guards went down.

At this time, there was a knock on the study door, Lu Cheng: "Come in."

It was the princess who came in. The princess came in with a bowl of soup and walked in small steps.

With a gentle and virtuous smile on his face, he said: "My lord, my concubine made you a bowl of soup with my own hands. Would you like to taste it?"

After finishing speaking, he took the soup and walked to Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng glanced at the soup, which was full of color and fragrance, and said, "My concubine still cares about me."

The concubine covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "My lord, my concubine has always cared about my lord."

Lu Cheng lowered his head and played with his hand, saying, "But I don't have the appetite to carry it down now."

The concubine still put the soup on the table, glanced at Lu Cheng, and whispered shyly: "My lord, my concubine stewed it by myself, you should try some of it~"

Lu Cheng glanced at the princess impatiently, and said coldly, "Get out!"

The princess was so frightened that she took a half step back, glanced at Lu Cheng, and bit her lower lip, but because of Lu Cheng's strong aura, she was a little scared, so she could only walk out reluctantly.

As soon as he walked out, he closed the door and stomped his feet angrily.

As for Lu Cheng in the room, his eyes were filled with thick ink, and his face was expressionless.

It's just that the finger keeps pointing to the table.

"What are you going to do...?"

After Jing Mu sang, he met Pei Yuan again, and the two started chatting again, but Pei Yuan asked, "Jing Mu, do you have someone you like? What type of person do you like?"

Jing Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard the question, and suddenly thought of Lu Cheng in his mind. When he came back to his senses, Jing Mu hesitated and said: "No, I don't have anyone I like."

Pei Yuan smiled, and said: "It seems that Jing Mu is still embarrassed to say..."

Jing Mu interrupted in time: "Why do you ask this?"

Pei Yuan smiled, and said: "I'm just curious, wondering if our little Huadan has acted in so many plays, have I experienced it myself?"

Jing Mu nodded doubtfully.

But then Pei Yuan never raised that question again.

The two started to talk about drama again, but Jing Mu felt a little guarded in his heart.

It was getting late, and the bright moonlight shone around, as if it had sprinkled a thin layer of snow on the house.

In fact, this concubine was only arranged by the emperor, and she was a dispensable person to the original owner, who was originally bothered.

But even if Lu Cheng wanted to divorce the princess, it would be difficult.

After all, the father of the emperor and the princess has gotten a little closer recently.

The concubine's natal family should not be underestimated. The concubine's natal family is now the emperor's right-hand man and the first prime minister in the court.

No one can offend him, and no one dares to offend him.

Although Lu Cheng is a prince, he doesn't have any real power in his hands, so he can only lurk slowly.

It was late, but the room was still brightly lit.

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