Luo Lancan's strength is higher than the original Luo Jingyun, and if he is replaced by Luo Jingyun, he will definitely not be able to avoid it.

Jing Wan looked at Luo Lancan coldly, she didn't expect to be so vicious at such a young age. Looking at her skillful appearance, she used to bully Luo Jingyun a lot.

"You ......" Luo Lancan didn't seem to expect Jing Wan to dodge.

"Luo Lancan, do you know what to do if you kill your sister according to the laws of Nanyang Kingdom?" Jing Wan looked at Luo Lan Chan and said.

Luo Lancan bit her lip, looked at Jing Wan resentfully, and didn't answer.

She dared to do this just because she thought that Luo Jingyun, who had a cowardly personality, did not dare to sue, but she didn't expect that now Jingyun had moved out of the regulations to suppress her.

Luo Lancan stomped his feet and said, "I'll let you go for the time being this time!" You wait for me! ”

"I'll wait." Jing Wan's smiling voice sounded behind Luo Lancan, and Luo Lancan was mixed with a stone and left angrily.

After Luo Lancan left, the paper kite in Jing Wan's arms was puzzled: "Wan Yun, did you just let her go?" "This doesn't look like Jing Wan's style, huh?

"Of course not." Jing Wan hooked her lips, "I sprinkled a little medicinal powder on her while she wasn't paying attention, so I should give her a little gift." ”

Paper Kite bowed his head silently, and he knew how could Jing Wan be so kind.

"Miss, are you alright?" Yaoxin walked over and asked worriedly.

Jing Wan shook his head and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"The eldest lady just sent a message, let the young lady dress up well, and the prince will come to Luofu for a dinner in a while." Yaoxin glanced at Jing Wan inexplicably and paused.

Prince? Jing Wan frowned slightly, thought about it, and finally remembered.

The princes of Nanyang Kingdom have marriage contracts with the daughters of Luofu for generations, and it is said that Nanyang Kingdom is the country laid down by the ancestors of Luofu in those years.

For some reason, the ancestor of Luofu gave up the throne and gave it to the good brother of the ancestor, that is, the founding emperor of Nanyang Kingdom.

As compensation, a marriage contract was made, and the Paulo Mansion prospered.

The daughters of Luofu who have a marriage contract in each generation are the eldest daughters born to the original wife, that is, Luo Jingyun of this generation.

Luo Jingyun also likes the crown prince Murong Zhi, and looks forward to marrying Ziche Zhi to get rid of the life of Luofu.

However, Murong Zhi didn't like Luo Jingyun at all, what he liked was Luo Lanxin.

Murong Zhi even personally asked the emperor to dissolve the marriage contract with Luo Jingyun and marry Luo Lanxin.

This made Luo Jingyun a joke among the nobles in the capital for a while, but the emperor was noncommittal, and he didn't know what his attitude was.

Every time Murong Zhi came to Luofu, he chased Luo Lanxin and ran away, without even looking at Luo Jingyun, who was a legitimate fiancée.

This also made Luo Jingyun feel more and more inferior.

Jing Wan is helpless, this Luo Jingyun has basically been in the dark all his life, and he is not as good as a poor person.

"Miss.... Why don't the slaves help you excuse yourself on the grounds of illness? Yaoxin asked cautiously.

Every time the prince was mentioned, Luo Jingyun was either sad or furious, which made Yaoxin feel overwhelmed.

Jing Wan raised her eyebrows, a smile on the corner of her lips, and said, "Why don't you go?" "Since Murong Zhi doesn't want Luo Jingyun, let him see Luo Jingyun's goodness and make him regret it.

"Yes." Yaoxin's face is complicated, Miss is really different, she has changed a lot, it seems to be a different person.

At night.

The Luofu banquet hall was full of singing and dancing, the prince Che Zhi sat in the first place, and Luo Heng sat on the side to accompany him.

Murong Zhi has sword eyebrows and sideburns, a high nose bridge, and a yellow Xuan robe, but he is a rare beautiful man. It's just that there is a little frivolity between the eyebrows, and at first glance it is romantic.

Jing Wan sat below, lazily holding a glass of wine and drinking it slowly. Looking at the singing and dancing in the audience, he didn't look at Murong Zhi at a glance.