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

Chapter 653
Jiang Lusheng and Lan Shuang looked at each other, Jiang Lusheng said solemnly: "I know."

Lan Ling nodded in satisfaction: "He's a smart man."

She looked at Lan Shuang and joked, "It's a rare sight to see better."

Lan Shuang responded calmly, "This is still due to Huang Jie. If it weren't for Huang Jie, I wouldn't have known Second Young Master Jiang."

Lan Ling raised her eyebrows, "I'm doing pretty well this month."

Jiang Lusheng lowered his eyes, showing a gentle and submissive look.

The more Lan Ling looked at it, the more satisfied she was. Such a stable person should be able to control her little sister when she gets married in the future.

"Give a seat."

Jiang Lusheng and Lan Shuang sat next to each other, listening to Lan Ling ordering his confidants to do things in an orderly manner.

This time the assassination was expected, Lan Ling had already prepared for it, so he was not injured, but he couldn't say that to the outside world.

She called the trusted imperial doctor and gave some instructions in a low voice. The imperial doctor understood, and her eyes were red when she went out.

Lan Shuang approached Jiang Lusheng and whispered, "Look, the palace is full of ghosts."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Ling looked over, "You can go out too, remember to be sad and angry when you go out, so that people don't see the flaws."

Lan Shuang thought for a moment, then pinched her thigh, tears came down "shua", she sniffed her nose, and cried with real emotion: "Sister Huang is lucky, she will be fine. "

Lan Ling: "..."

Lying on the bed, she almost suspected that she was really dying. She pinched the center of her brows and boasted dumbfoundedly, "I didn't know you had such a talent for singing."

Lan Shuang wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "This... isn't this supposed to be more realistic?"

Jiang Lusheng couldn't help laughing, and when he turned his head, Lan Shuang pinched him: "You also pretend to be a little bit."

Jiang Lusheng: "..."

Lan Ling: "...Forget it, let's go back." She waved her hand and closed her eyes.

……

Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng went out from the back hall one after the other, one of them was raining with pear blossoms, the other had a solemn expression, anger could be seen faintly between the brows, it made people tremble with fear.

Some ministers recovered from the fright, hurried up to meet them, and asked questions in a hurry.

"My lord, how is your majesty? Are you injured?"

"Why didn't His Majesty come out?"

"Is something wrong with His Majesty? What about the banquet?"

Lan Shuang flicked her sleeves and said angrily: "What time is it, are you still thinking about the banquet here? No one here today is allowed to leave. Before the matter is found out, each of you is a suspect!"

Her anger stunned everyone, and all the officials watched in horror and bewilderment as she summoned Jin Yiwei to investigate one by one.

When Jiang Lusheng returned to his seat, Duke Ying and Lord Sun immediately lowered their voices and asked, "How is Your Majesty?"

The people around stared at Jiang Lusheng. Seeing him coming back, although his body didn't move, his ears were pricked up.

Jiang Lusheng took a panoramic view of their small movements, pretended not to know, and suppressed his voice so that people around him could vaguely hear it, but it was not so obvious, and said in a heavy and angrily tone: "Your Majesty is injured. I don't know, I can't get close to His Majesty with my identity, I only see the imperial doctor coming in and out, I'm afraid it's..."

The art of lying is to mix half truth with half falsehood, and leave enough space for imagination.

The family of the British government, including the ministers next to them, had no doubts at all, and they believed it directly, with their expressions becoming uglier and worried.

Jiang Luqing asked in a daze: "Then is your marriage with the prince going to be a mess?"

Jiang Lusheng: "?"

Sun Zhujun was taken aback, and suddenly frowned and reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The British Duke's face was also very ugly, "Shut up, do you want to kill us?"

Jiang Luqing woke up with a shivering reaction, realized what he just said, his face turned green and pale, he turned to look at Jiang Lusheng, and argued: "I didn't mean that, I just..."

"If you're fine, eat something and cover your mouth, lest disaster come out of your mouth."

Jiang Lusheng picked up a plate of sauced pork tongue and put it in front of Jiang Luqing.

Jiang Luqing: "..."

Jiang Lusheng smiled: "Complement your form with your body, what you eat makes you what you want."

Jiang Luqing: "..."

Sun Zhujun was angry and funny, turned his head and gave British Duke another look, "Look at your good son."

Although the Duke of England was angry, he couldn't refute it. He didn't think it before, but he just thought that the child was a bit arrogant. Looking at it now, he is really stupid!

Soon Jin Yiwei arrested all the assassins, and after some torture, they asked the mastermind behind it.

It was a demoted official who held a grudge, took advantage of this Wanshou Festival to bribe the people in the palace, and sent the Jianghu killer in, and she also found the dancer.

However, let alone fooling Lan Ling with these words, they couldn't even fool the ministers outside.

Lan Shuang ordered to continue the investigation to find out the real mastermind.

After tossing until midnight, the civil and military officials were released from the palace, and until the banquet was over, Lan Ling did not show up again, and no news about her was spread.

Kyoto was thrown into panic in an instant.

Unscrupulous people are ready to move in the dark.

Lan Shuang was the last one to come out of the palace. As soon as she left the palace, she was immediately put under martial law. She was not allowed to leave or enter. This move fell into the eyes of outsiders, and it was a signal that the emperor was seriously injured.

"My lord, slow down."

Meng Yu met Lan Shuang at the gate of the palace, and held a lantern to illuminate her feet.

Just as Lan Shuang was about to get in the car, she suddenly noticed something. She turned her head and looked into the corner. It was pitch black and there was nothing.

"My lord?" Meng Yu called out in doubt, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Lan Shuang looked away, and got into the carriage as if nothing had happened, "Go home."

"Yes."

Meng Yu got into the carriage and pulled the reins, and the horse immediately turned around and ran back.

It was dark in the carriage, Lan Shuang asked 888: "Did someone peep there just now?"

888 nodded: "Yes, it's Yunxing."

"Tsk, why is he back again?"

Lan Shuang frowned, "Couldn't he target the original owner when he was reborn? Could it be that he didn't end well in his previous life and regretted it?"

888 Tanshou: "I don't know about this. I don't have the right to check if it's not related to missions, but the host should be careful. People who are reborn may have deeper obsessions."

Lan Shuang remembered it in her heart, her face was serious, "I see."

The carriage passed by the silent long street, and a black shadow flashed across the empty alley.

Yun Xing stood in the dark and looked at the receding carriage, his eyes dimmed.

Lord, wait for me.

……

Early the next morning, the ministers received the news that the morning court had stopped, and it was uncertain when it would resume.

Now some people couldn't sit still and sent people into the palace to inquire, but they were all blocked back.

After several days of fear and fear, the palace finally released the news: His Majesty was injured and his life was in critical condition, and he was looking for a doctor from all over the world.

　Lan Ling: start fishing

　　
　
(End of this chapter)