C4 Fifth Prince

"Little sister, what's wrong? Your elder sister is like a mother. How can you say that about your mother?" These are not words that are gentle, elegant, empathetic, or pure like jade. These are words that you, as a human, would say. " Lou Zhiwei held her face in both hands with a frightened look on her face.

"You! "Lou Zhiwei, you!"

"Pfft!"

As her movements were too exaggerated, Zhuo Tianqi, who was hiding behind the arch, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It was said that the Lou family's eldest daughter was useless, but now it seemed that she was much more interesting than the rumors.

Hearing the voice, Lou Zhiwei pretended to be surprised. "Oh, someone's here?"

In truth, she had long since discovered this uninvited guest. However, she did not know the other party's purpose and could only temporarily stay put.

Hearing her words, Lou Ruo Lan's face turned even paler, afraid that her conspiracy would be exposed.

She scrambled to her feet, but her legs gave out when she saw who it was.

"Fifth … Fifth Prince, why are you here?"

When Lou Zhiwei heard this, his expression became even more reserved.

Fifth Prince?

Wasn't this the King of Pears whom his brother had put on a green hat for before his wife had even passed the gate? What was he doing here?

Zhuo Tianqi nodded and slowly walked over. However, she didn't let Lou Ruo Lan stand up, but instead looked at the person on the swing.

Such neglect made Lou Ruo Lan feel greatly insulted, and a wicked plan was born in her heart.

She helplessly looked at Lou Zhiwei and said in a low voice, "Elder sister, even though the Fifth Prince is a genius, you still shouldn't forget your manners. Why don't you come down and pay your respects?"

Whether it was on the surface or in the dark, everyone was talking about how Lou Zhiwei was a fool who didn't know etiquette.

Lou Zhiwei couldn't be bothered to deal with her. Her almond-shaped eyes sized up Zhuo Tianqi.

Expensive blue brocade gown, emerald green jade crown, elegant and noble. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be a standard match made with cannon fodder.

"The Fifth Prince is really a rare guest." She calmly smiled and continued to swing on the rattan flower swing without the slightest intention of coming down to pay her respects.

Lou Ruolan was secretly delighted at his actions.

She lowered her head to cover the smile at the corner of her mouth, but Qi Ran still said, "Prince, please calm your anger. Your sister is used to being at home, so she forgot her manners for a while. Ruo Lan is begging you! "

After saying that, he knocked on the door with a loud and clear sound.

Lou Zhiwei raised an eyebrow and gave a thumbs up to Lou Ruo Lan's back.

He couldn't bear to part with his forehead, so he couldn't fall for his first wife. This little white flower had a very high awareness of things.

But as the 14th generation leader of the False White Lotus Cult in the new century, her creed was that she would never show mercy to every little white flower that risked its life.

Little White Flower, right? Then I'll show you what a raging white lotus looks like!

Lou Zhiwei suddenly straightened her body and changed from her lazy look from before. She reached out her hand to support the white cloth wrapped around her forehead.

"Ahh, look at me. I must have lost my mind that day and even forgot about basic etiquette." As he spoke, he teetered on the verge of getting up.

"Be careful, big sister."

Lou Ruolan quickly made a gesture to help her up, but on the surface, she was just helping him. In reality, she was secretly trying to make herself lose face.

However, before his hand could touch her, Lou Zhiwei weakly fell to the side and hit her knee.

She had just knelt down twice, and the pain in her knees was already excruciating. Now that she was struck again, she could no longer control herself and was thrown down.

"Ouch!"

Seeing that she had bitten off a mouthful of mud, Lou Zhiwei didn't stop. He fell on top of her without any hesitation and made a muffled sound.

"Aiya! Look at my disappointing body, I actually fell down from the wind. Does it hurt, my good sister? "