The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 421

What a hell.

Mr. Luo has been in the mansion for so long, and he has always been gentle and polite to others. At this moment, he actually felt that Mr. Luo was as eerie and terrifying as a demon just now.

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It was dusk when Aunt Jiang came back.

The dinner that was already prepared in the mansion, Aunt Jiang was so hungry that she came over and sat down to eat.

She bit a piece of crunchy and sweet corn, and asked the servant who was waiting on the side with some doubts, "Why hasn't Luo Heng come yet?"

"Master Luo should be in the room at the moment." The servant on the side replied in a low voice.

"Didn't you tell him you have dinner?" Aunt Jiang asked him after taking a sip of the corn rib soup contentedly.

The servant heard the words and shook his head: "I said it, but Mr. Luo said he is not hungry, so he won't come for dinner."

Aunt Jiang frowned, feeling strange in her heart, but it soon faded away, she didn't take it to heart, and just muttered: "If you don't eat, don't eat, eat alone!"

After all, Aunt Jiang took a big bite of the ribs angrily.

After eating, Aunt Jiang wandered around the mansion, but she didn't wait for Luo Heng to come to find her, she felt a little strange.

After asking the servants, knowing that Luo Heng had been staying in the room and hadn't come out, Aunt Jiang turned to the side where he lived.

Pushing the door open, Aunt Jiang saw Luo Heng who was sitting at the table looking down at the scroll in his hand. Aunt Jiang walked over and naturally sat beside him.

She poured a cup of tea for herself and said, "What book are you reading? Haven't you finished reading the previous books? There is a new batch coming?"

The young man beside him didn't speak, and looked at the scroll in his hand with his long eyelashes drooping in silence.

Aunt Jiang didn't wait for Luo Heng to speak. After she finished speaking, she took a sip from the teacup in her hand, and found that the tea in the teacup was really tea, not the peach water before.

She just took a sip and put down the teacup in disgust.

The girl frowned slightly, and her enchanting peach eyes half-closed a look of dissatisfaction. She glanced at him and said, "Why did you change it to tea? Where is Gu's favorite peach water?"

Luo Heng looked at the scroll in his hand coldly, "It's gone."

"It's gone, can't it be enough to let the servants come over and add it?" Aunt Jiang looked at him strangely.

"No." He replied flatly.

Aunt Jiang: "Don't you also like to drink?"

It's all good, why change it to tea?
Although the tea leaves brewed are also high-quality tea, how can it compare with the sweet and refreshing peach water?

Luo Heng: "If you don't want to, you don't want to. If Your Highness wants to drink, you can prepare a few pots in your room. Your Highness has imprisoned Luo Heng in this place now, and now restricting Luo Heng's personal freedom, isn't it Luo Heng? Can't you even decide whether to prepare tea or peach water in your own room?"

When the young man was speaking, his gaze was always on the scroll in his hand indifferently, and he didn't even look at Concubine Jiang from the corner of his eye.

As he said that, the tall, beautiful, cold and gorgeous young man suddenly laughed at himself, put down the scroll in his hand, and looked at Jiang Yu with sideways eyes without emotion.

"Your Highness, you are not annoying, Luo Heng is already annoying."

He looked at her, his long eyelashes were black and slender, and those beautifully shaped eyes were full of coldness and indifference, even mocking impatience.

That gorgeous and noble face was also cold and emotionless, as calm as an ancient well.

All alienated and cold.

Aunt Jiang looked at him and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)