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

Zhishu was still faster, she brought clear water and said eagerly: "Your Majesty, quickly put your hands in!"

"Ah."

Lan Shuang's tears kept rolling, she looked very pitiful, "Your Majesty, this concubine's hand hurts."

She was originally white, and she didn't see the sun all year round, her hands were even more white like jade, and the redness became more obvious after being burned. Obviously the burn was not serious, but it looked shocking.

Nangong Yi carefully grabbed her wrist, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

He put Lan Shuang's hand into the water, and the cold water flowed over the back of his hand, and Lan Shuang felt more comfortable.

She looked at Dou Li, seeming a little dissatisfied, but because of Nangong Yi's presence, she didn't want to say anything.

Where can Zhishu see the master suffer this grievance?
She suddenly pointed at Dou Li and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Dou Li was horrified, "No, how dare I? Don't spout blood!"

"I spout blood? It's clear that you have a ghost in your heart!"

Zhishu lifted the hem of his skirt and knelt down, "I beg Your Majesty to see clearly."

Nangong Yi's face turned cold, "What's going on?"

Lan Shuang called out hesitantly: "Zhishu..."

Zhishu said with red eyes: "Your Majesty, you have been quite tolerant of Dou Li because he is appointed by His Majesty, but what about him? He repeatedly pushes his nose and face!"

She turned to Nangong Yi and cried, "Your Majesty doesn't know something. This is not the first time Dou Li has hurt your empress. Before, he mistakenly used hot water for lukewarm water to clean your empress, and almost scalded your hand. I took the wrong medicine, and my mother was sick for a day after taking it..."

"I don't know what enmity he has with the empress. The empress doesn't care about him because of His Majesty's face, but now he dares to do these small tricks in front of His Majesty. This servant can't bear it anymore. I beg your majesty." Make the decision for the empress!"

After Zhishu finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily.

Nangong Yi turned to look at Dou Li, his eyes were full of shock and anger, "Is what she said the truth?"

Dou Li shuddered, "No, Your Majesty, how dare a slave..."

"Why don't you dare? All the people in Hanyu Palace have seen these things, but they dare not speak out because of your coercion. If His Majesty doesn't believe it, just ask two people to ask them."

Nangong Yi didn't speak, he looked at Lan Shuang, Lan Shuang pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

This posture is obviously the default.

Nangong Yi was furious, turned his head and shouted at Su Ming: "Go and call all the people from Hanyu Palace!"

"Yes."

Su Ming turned around and left, and after a while, the palace servants of Hanyu Palace knelt down in the hall.

Nangong Yi randomly ordered two maids and eunuchs who were serving in the palace, and after asking, the other party hesitated for a moment, saying that there was indeed such a thing.

Dou Li's face turned pale in an instant, but there was still a little luck in his heart, because he knew that His Majesty didn't really love the concubine, otherwise he wouldn't let him keep an eye on the concubine's movements all the time, even if these were true, His Majesty probably wouldn't Just a little punishment.

So until now, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yi suddenly overturned the chessboard, and the black and white pieces fell to the ground and splashed everywhere.

A few more fell on Dou Li's face, and Dou Li was in pain, but he didn't dare to show his anger, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

Lan Shuang took her hand out of the water, wiped it with a handkerchief, grabbed Nangong Yi's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't get angry, my concubine is fine."

Although her hands didn't blister, they were still red, which made Nangong Yi upset.

"It's all like this, is it okay? Do you still want to plead for him?"

Nangong Yi looked at her bitterly.

Lan Shuang smiled slightly, but there was a bit of loneliness in her eyes, "Dou Li is His Majesty's man, if the concubine broke His Majesty's relationship between master and servant, the concubine would feel uneasy, not to mention that Dou Li didn't do it on purpose."

"You can say it wasn't intentional once or twice, can you say it wasn't intentional three times or four times?" Zhishu was indignant, "Mother, you are too soft-hearted to be ridden on the head by a slave."

These words seemed to be talking about Lan Shuang, but Nangong Yi felt his face was hot.

He was using Lan Shuang as a shield, but she was his imperial concubine, his woman, and Dou Li's actions were tantamount to slapping himself in the face.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Nangong Yi's face turned completely cold.

"Come on, drag Dou Li out—"

"Don't, Your Majesty!" Lan Shuang looked up at him, and said in a low voice: "If Your Majesty insists on punishing him, let him go to another place to work. Your Majesty will point out another one for the courtiers and concubines. Dou Lixu was confused for a while. It’s good to learn a lesson and let him reflect on it.”

Nangong Yi was silent for a moment, Dou Li was both surprised and delighted when he heard the words, he kowtowed to Lan Shuang repeatedly, "I will never forget your kindness!"

"Your Majesty—" Lan Shuang grabbed Nangong Yi's sleeve and shook it.

Nangong Yi stared at her with lowered eyes, his heart softened by the pleading in her eyes, and finally he let go, "Forget it, I will do as you say."

"Get out of here—"

Nangong Yi kicked Dou Li again, and Dou Li fell to the ground and got up again to thank him. He didn't dare to stay for a moment, and retreated quickly.

Su Ming glanced at him and shook his head, he was really ignorant.

Your majesty's woman, if your majesty didn't make an order, how could she be bullied by your slaves?

"Your Majesty calm down, don't be affected by these trivial matters." Lan Shuang patted Nangong Yi's shoulder.

Nangong Yi was puzzled, "Aren't you angry?"

Lan Shuang asked Zhishu to get up, and Zhishu led them away with a wink, and there were only Lan Shuang and Nangong Yi left in the hall.

Lan Shuang pulled Nangong Yi to sit down, sighed and said: "Your Majesty also knows that my concubine has a heart disease and is born weak, so since childhood, everyone in my family has advised my concubine not to be angry, not to argue with others, and relax."

"Sometimes the concubines also feel it's unfair. They are so annoying, why can't the concubines care about it?"

She glanced at Nangong Yi, and smiled sadly, "Until one time, a servant in the concubine's room stole the concubine's favorite hairpin, and the concubine was furious, and as a result, she had a heart attack and almost couldn't be saved. Life is better than death, and when I woke up, my concubine thought, why bother? If I lost my life because of this, it would be too unfair."

"Since then, my concubine has stopped being overjoyed and sad, and has learned not to take things seriously, and life has been much easier, so I don't care about it, and I don't want your majesty to care about it. I will hurt my body at that time, and the gain outweighs the loss. The concubine will also feel distressed."

She looked at Nangong Yi so intently that he lost his sense of control and couldn't even speak.

A certain tense string in my heart was suddenly plucked by someone, and it reverberated.

Nangong Yi stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and stroked Lan Shuang's hair. Under Lan Shuang's surprised eyes, he realized what he had done, but he didn't feel regretful.

He sighed silently in his heart, telling himself that he just pitied her and had no other meaning.

Yoyo, you have to show some face