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

Chapter 661
"My lord? This..."

Meng Yu, Huaixiu and the others hurried in, Jiang Lusheng covered Lan Shuang's face with his sleeves to block her overly attractive appearance, turned around and shouted: "Drag that thing on the ground out, close the door!" , without my order, no one is allowed to come in, even if His Majesty comes in person!"

"Whoever dares to enter, I will kill him!"

In Huaixiu's memory, this was the first time Jiang Lusheng got angry. He was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, "What are you still doing standing there? Didn't you hear Zhengjun's words?"

Several guards looked at each other: "This..."

Meng Yu also hesitated, Lan Shuang took a deep breath and calmly said, "Get out—"

"Yes!" Hearing Lan Shuang's tone, she knew she was very angry.

Meng Yu's heart shuddered, and she hurried forward and dragged the half-dead Jiang Luqing out.

"Take off the sachet on his body and put it aside, stay away and don't inhale it."

Before closing the door, Lan Shuang gave an order.

Several guards and Meng Yu looked at each other, and looked at each other, "What does the prince mean by this?"

Meng Yu's face changed suddenly, she looked down at Jiang Luqing, pulled off the sachet from his waist, pinched her nose and opened it, there was a pile of pink powder inside.

"Go and invite a doctor outside, hurry up!"

"Yes!" The guard led the order and went in a hurry, but just after leaving the hospital, he saw the British couple coming this way.

"Where's Qing'er?"

When the British Duke saw the guard, he immediately questioned him.

The guard said coldly, "That's a good question, the Duke will see for himself."

After she finished speaking, she walked directly past the British Duke, aggressively.

Sun Zhujun was stunned, "What's going on?"

The British Duke was also at a loss, "Go in and have a look!"

……

Lan Shuang couldn't hear how she was arguing outside the hospital, and she and Jiang Lusheng were soon immersed in the sea of ​​desire.

Fortunately, this medicine is only an aphrodisiac, not a must.

Otherwise, Lan Shuang would have really lost face today.

In the boudoir of Zhengjun before she got married, she was in a relationship with others, and when the news spread, people outside thought she was so horny and thirsty!

When the tide subsided, Lan Shuang lay on the bed and didn't even want to move a finger.

Jiang Lusheng stood in front of the washbasin and washed his hands slowly, looking at the blush gradually fading from Lan Shuang's face, he asked in a low voice, "Are there any other discomforts?"

Lan Shuang exhaled slowly, and felt her soul falling from the sky. She laughed in a low voice with a hoarse voice, "Jiang Lang's hands are so nimble, it really makes people feel ashamed."

Jiang Lusheng chuckled lightly when he heard the words, picked up the handkerchief to dry off the water on his hands, turned back, and gently stroked her messy hair, "As long as the wife likes it, get up, I'll help you style your hair again. "

"Mr. Lao Lang is here." Lan Shuang sat up and opened her arms towards him, and Jiang Lusheng naturally picked him up.

She hugged her all the way to the dressing table and sat down, untied her bun and combed it again.

After the two of them packed up, another quarter of an hour passed.

Duke Ying and Lord Sun who were waiting outside had been standing for almost half an hour. At this time, the sun was scorching hot, sweat poured down their faces, and their cheeks were flushed, but they didn't dare to say a word of complaint, they just waited quietly.

Finally, the closed door opened, revealing the faces of Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng.

The two stood side by side, even with the same expression.

The British public was in a trance for a moment. Aren't these two newly married?Why do they look more like an old married couple than she and Lord Sun?

However, the thought was only fleeting.

She knelt down to apologize, and said anxiously: "It's my fault that I didn't discipline my son well, please forgive me, my lord!"

Sun Zhujun also knelt down, "Please forgive me, my lord!"

He doesn't take the blame, he doesn't say anything unconscionable.

Jiang Lusheng, who was full of aura before, calmed down at this moment, and leaned lazily beside Lan Shuang, without interrupting, leaving everything to Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang didn't disappoint him either, she sneered: "What's wrong with the British?"

The British Duke glanced at Jiang Luqing, who was thrown on the corridor, and wished he could vomit blood three times: "My lord is aware, I didn't know in advance that this evil person had such a life-and-death mind, and he dared to covet the lord! If I knew, I would definitely interrupt him." dog legs!"

"I didn't know beforehand? If I didn't know—" Lan Shuang's tone suddenly sank, "Where did Jiang Luqing get the medicine in his hand? Such a powerful medicine must be expensive. Where did a young master get it?"

Hearing this tone, he suspected her. The Duke of England was sweating profusely, and hurriedly kowtowed: "My lord calm down, I really don't know. When he wakes up, I will interrogate him carefully and give my lord and Zhengjun an explanation!"

"My lord—"

Meng Yu, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward and said worriedly, "Let the doctor take a look first? What if the medicine does any harm to your body?"

Lan Shuang glanced at her, but didn't refute her at this moment, she nodded slightly and said, "Just look here."

Meng Yu invited an old doctor who was very capable. He had seen many big scenes, and he didn't change his face in front of Lan Shuang. He observed her eyes and tongue coating, and then felt her pulse.

After a while, the doctor cupped his hands and said: "Although this medicine can make people's qi and blood surge and has the effect of aphrodisiac, it is not harmful to the body. Don't worry, my lord. If you feel dry mouth, you can drink some pear soup, and tomorrow you will feel better." Back to normal."

"Thank you, I've made a note." Lan Shuang nodded gently, and gave Meng Yu a look, and Meng Yu immediately sent the old doctor out.

The old doctor is a sensible person, and he forgets these things when he leaves this door.

"Go get a chair."

Jiang Lusheng gave instructions to the guards on the side.

When the chair was moved, Jiang Lusheng pressed Lan Shuang on it. Lan Shuang smiled and looked at him without trying to force himself, leaning on the back of the chair and staring at the British couple under the steps.

"Wash him up." Lan Shuang gave an order, and the guard brought a bucket of water, and poured it on Jiang Luqing.

The sound of splashing water sounded, and the British Duke frowned.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Jiang Luqing opened her eyes in a jerk, wiped her face, "What are you doing?"

"Evil son!" The Englishman glared at him resentfully, his face livid.

Jiang Luqing shivered, "Mother?"

He looked blankly at the British Duke kneeling at the bottom of the steps, and then at Sun Zhujun, whose eyes were like knives, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Jiang Luqing, where did your medicine come from? Who ordered you to do this?" Lan Shuang was not angry, her previous gentle appearance was gone. Come.

"I... I... No one instructed me."

He looked away guiltily.

Lan Shuang snorted coldly, "Looks like she won't cry without seeing the coffin."

The British Duke stood up suddenly, rushed to the corridor and grabbed Jiang Luqing's collar, swung his arms and gave him a big mouth, and roared: "Do you want to kill us? You are still thinking of doing things for others now." Conceal, how did I raise you, a white-eyed wolf?"

Jiang Luqing saw that her eyes were bloodshot and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and she finally knew how to be afraid.

(End of this chapter)