During that horse race, he was about to rush to the front, but because she jumped out of the forest, he was distracted and fell behind. Later, he was scolded by his father because of her. After that time, Luo Jia had a bad impression of him.
, is very unpopular among the princes. He is also recognized as neither brave nor generous. If his biological mother was not Concubine Lin Xian, his status would be unimaginable. He is also the son of Luo Jia,
Every time they see the prince being favored, everyone has to be humble and humble in front of him. Why is he the proud son of heaven while he is just a piece of dust? This unbalanced mentality becomes more and more obvious as we grow older.
As he grew older, his temperament became more and more withdrawn. He neither contacted his brothers nor even took the initiative to contact his father. Although Concubine Lin Xian repeatedly taught him how to strive for the throne, he was simply afraid of Luo Jia. Everything
The well-planned performance fell short once he saw Luo Jia, as if he was not his father, but just a high-ranking king.
Because of this, Luojia's attitude towards him became more and more indifferent, as if this son was dispensable. The third prince grew up in such a shadow, and attributed all of this to Fang Fei, and hated Fang Fei.
It penetrates into the bones.
Therefore, when he saw that the person in front of him turned out to be the ugly bastard from before, one can imagine his psychological surprise. He looked at her carefully and found that her signature forehead had not changed at all.
Fang Fei seemed to feel something. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the sinister young man opposite. He was tall and strong, and his facial features were pretty handsome, but because his expression was too sinister, there was always an inappropriate expression between his eyebrows.
The viciousness that belongs to a young man, as if his eyebrows are trembling and he is always angry.
She was startled, how could a man come here?
She was flustered and was about to sit up, but he strode over and stopped in front of her, trying to stop her from escaping: "Ugly, is it really you? Why are you here?"
This man is different from Andre, and even more different from the sickly prince. The resentment and disgust in his eyes are as if he is his old enemy for many years. Fang Fei was shocked and frightened, "Who are you? How dare you break in here?"
"You can't even remember this prince? You're an ugly monster..."
Only then did Fang Fei recognize him and tried to calm down her emotions: "Third Prince, what do you want to do?"
The third prince gritted his teeth and cursed: "Ugly, I would like to ask you, why are you here?"
Fang Fei could see the deep hatred in his eyes. Thinking of that little holiday, her heart trembled. Could this sinister man always have a grudge against her?
She couldn't help but take a step back, her steps crooked, and she inadvertently stepped on the basket, which immediately fell to the ground. The third prince's eyes fell on the basket, and he suddenly squatted down and grabbed a handful of herbs to take a look, and his expression suddenly changed: "Ugly.
Are these medicines of yours meant to treat the prince?"