Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 65 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 64
After Lan Shuang finished writing the last sentence, she straightened up and rested her chin on one hand, turned her head to look at King Ming, and said earnestly and not so seriously: "Because I don't want you to be misunderstood and recorded in the In the annals."

There was light in her eyes, and the other hand hooked the jade pendant on King Ming's waist to play with, and lowered her eyes and said: "I think you will come clean and leave clean."

King Ming was caught off guard by a knowing blow.

He didn't expect Lan Shuang's reason to be this, no, this is not a reason, it is clearly a love story.

His earlobes burned uncontrollably, and Liao's face and neck turned red.

King Ming restrained and restrained with his hands hanging by his side, but in the end he couldn't restrain himself and grabbed Lan Shuang's wrist.

Lan Shuang raised her eyes in doubt: "Huh?"

"Uh--"

The next moment her body lightened, she was pulled away by a strong force, and then she changed positions.

She stared blankly at King Ming who was close at hand, with the hard and smooth table under her body.

She was lifted up by King Ming and placed on the table...

Lan Shuang couldn't help asking: "I wanted to ask before, why are you so strong?"

"How do you go into battle and kill the enemy if you don't have much strength?" Ming Wang lightly smiled and stroked Lan Shuang's face, put his other hand on her waist, and hooked her into his arms.

"I have a question I've been meaning to ask you, too."

King Ming stared at Lan Shuang closely.

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Ask."

"Why do you always tease me intentionally or unintentionally?"

King Ming's voice suddenly became low and deep, tinged with lust, and when it fell in his ears, it was a little sticky.

Lan Shuang tilted her head uncomfortably, but she didn't expect that the very experienced hunter was already waiting here. When the little fox hid, he just fell into his trap and was trapped by him, unable to struggle .

Winter is not over, spring is coming first, there is a faint fragrance in the room, some people are singing softly, some are accumulating, enjoying their prey patiently.

……

In the end, Lan Shuang's consciousness was drowsy, and she didn't know when she was carried back to the room. She woke up in a daze at night, ate something and went back to sleep, but she was always thinking about her notebook.

The next day she thought about this, and when she went to the study, she found that the script was missing. After asking Yu Heng, she found out that King Ming had sent the script to his shop early in the morning, and had many copies copied for sale. He also instructed the storyteller in the teahouse to tell the above content today.

Lan Shuang supported her waist and sat down on the chair, and couldn't help laughing.

"Where is the prince?"

Yu Heng stood at the door and looked at Daxue outside and said: "I entered the palace early in the morning, and I should be dealing with the throne. A country cannot live without a king."

Lan Shuang paused while drinking tea, and slowly lowered her eyes, "Yes, a country cannot live without a king."

888: "Wait, if King Ming ascends the throne, will there be only one host in the harem?"

"At that time, he won't choose a concubine, will he?"

After 888 finished speaking, he looked at the host's expression carefully. According to his understanding of the host, she couldn't accept it.

Sure enough, Lan Shuang took a sip of tea and said after a moment of silence: "If he dares to accept a concubine, I will kick him."

"Although the Sangong and Liuyuan of the ancient emperors are normal, I can't accept it. I'm not happy. When the time comes, I'll go directly to the next world, so we can get together and break up."

888: "Is the host willing?"

Lan Shuang chuckled: "It's not a matter of reluctance, it's a matter of principle. If I stay because of reluctance, wouldn't I be disgusting myself then? Which would you choose for a lifetime or a moment of sadness?"

888 thought for a while: "I choose the second one."

"By the way," Lan Shuang spread her hands: "I can find a better and better one at that time, why hang on a tree."

888: "Actually, there is no need to be too pessimistic. What if he is willing to defend himself like a jade for you?"

"Then I'll stay." Lan Shuang looked at it openly, "If he doesn't do anything wrong to me, I won't abandon him."

Yu Heng didn't know that Lan Shuang was talking to 888. Seeing her just sitting and drinking tea, he felt a little uneasy. The princess looked like she couldn't tolerate sand in her eyes. If something happened in the future, she and the prince might not end well. .

He was a little worried, thinking that he still had to remind the prince.

……

At this time, King Ming was sitting in the imperial study, watching Li Jian lead a child to him, "My lord, this is the tenth prince, and his birth mother's status is extremely low, and he caught a cold many years ago."

King Ming nodded: "You step back."

"Yes."

Li Jian glanced at the tenth prince, and his thoughts changed. King Ming drove all the princes to the fief, but left the tenth prince, the youngest, perhaps because he wanted to be the regent?
But he can ascend the throne by himself, why bother?

Li Jian couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to think too much about it. It was a great kindness for him to be kept in the palace by King Ming to save his life. On the other hand, he probably wanted to put himself under the nose.

If he is not smarter, he will die silently soon.

After Li Jian left, King Ming waved at the stiff and scared tenth prince: "Come here, I'll take a look at you."

The tenth prince was terrified, looked left and right, no one could save him, so he could only bite the bullet and walked over, whispering, "Uncle Nine Emperors."

King Ming's face became better, and he nodded: "Well, what's your name?"

The tenth prince murmured: "Jun Ming."

"Jun Ming...a good name." Prince Ming reached out and touched the tenth prince's head: "How old are you this year? Seven or eight?"

Tenth Prince: "Go back to Ninth Emperor Uncle, he is eight years old."

The child's eyes were clear, and he looked quite obedient. He didn't look like the son of the dog emperor at all. It seemed that he had sensed that King Ming had no malicious intentions. The tenth prince relaxed a little, and dared to look directly at King Ming.

King Ming looked at him for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Do you want to be emperor?"

The face of the tenth prince changed drastically, and he knelt down in fear: "No... no, my nephew just wants to live well."

"Don't be afraid, I'm not testing you, I'm sincere." Ming Wang got up and pulled the tenth prince up, and led him to the outside of the imperial study.

The two stood on the steps and looked at the temples in the distance, and the white snow could not cover the crested ibis and green tiles.

The tenth prince had never seen this imperial palace like this before, so he couldn't help being a little stunned at this moment. He heard the Ninth Emperor's uncle beside him say: "I don't want to be an emperor, but this country needs a person in power. In fact, whether you want it or not , I will give you this position."

The Tenth Prince was stunned: "Huh?"

"Why don't you want to?"

He didn't want it because he was afraid and didn't want to be killed, but if the pie really hit him, he wouldn't refuse, but what was Uncle Nine Emperors doing for it?

King Ming turned his head and smiled slightly, that smile was still incomprehensible in the eyes of the tenth prince at that time, but he felt it was very gentle.

King Ming said: "Right and wealth are alluring, but those who have fallen to the bottom don't look down on these things."

(End of this chapter)