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

Chapter 12 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 12
"You...you shut up!" Lan Shuang immediately covered King Ming's mouth after realizing it. At this moment, she didn't care about any distinctions.

King Ming didn't hide either, he sat on the wheelchair as firmly as Mount Tai, and let Lan Shuang cover his mouth, his beautiful eyes were especially affectionate, he seemed to be able to talk, and he was laughing at Lan Shuang.

With a thick skin like Lan Shuang, she couldn't bear it anymore, she coughed and said in a low voice, "Why don't people have hobbies?"

King Ming raised half of his brows, took Lan Shuang's hand and pulled it down, "Your hobby is really—Qing Qi."

Lan Shuang frowned, and said ferociously: "What's wrong with me being a bit sensual? You're not sensual? Haven't you seen the pictures of avoiding fire and secret play? My book is more subtle than those."

King Ming said with a righteous face, "I haven't seen it."

"Huh?" This time it was Lan Shuang's turn to be surprised: "How is it possible?"

King Ming smiled: "I just haven't seen it."

Lan Shuang opened her lips and wanted to say something more, but suddenly remembered what 888 had said to herself, if King Ming didn't say it, wouldn't those add fuel to the fire?
It was too shocking for him to see Jiang Jiang Niangniang on the painting.

Tut tut, forget it, don't argue with your sisters.

Thinking of this, she looked at King Ming with tolerance and tenderness.

King Ming: "???"

He turned his face slightly, and looked at Lan Shuang inquiringly: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Lan Shuang shook her head with a bewildered smile. She lovingly touched the book, and threw it into King Ming's arms, "I understand, it's okay, those are too explicit, and they really don't suit you. This one is just right, I'll give it to you. You're welcome."

King Ming: "..."

The veins on his forehead twitched like a convulsion, and then he pinched the corner of the notebook with two fingers, as if there was something contagious on it, with a look of disgust on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

But no matter how he asked, Lan Shuang didn't say anything, and finally the notebook was thrown on the small table.

Until the carriage stopped in front of the British residence, King Ming didn't utter a single word from Lan Shuang's mouth.

……

Yu Xiaoze followed the carriage, and was a little surprised to see people standing in front of the British government's residence.

This group of people didn't show up on the day of their wedding, are they bewitched today?
With a coffin face, he raised his hand to clean up the crowd, the guards and the driver stopped, Yu Xiao got off the horse, came to the front of the carriage and said through the curtain: "My lord, my princess, we are here. The family members are waiting outside."

Hearing this, Lan Shuang exchanged rare glances with King Ming.

King Ming rubbed his fingers thoughtfully, "It seems that they don't take you that seriously."

Lan Shuang narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and she understood what was going on almost instantly, but she didn't say anything, she just said: "The prince will wait and see."

"My lord, go down first."

She made a "please" gesture.

King Ming gave her a deep look, and said to Yu Xiao who was outside: "Help me down."

"Yes."

A few guards stepped forward and raised the curtain of the carriage, and carried the wheelchair to carry King Ming down.

Then Yu Xiao moved the small stool and put it away, Bi Qing stepped forward, Lan Shuang helped her by the hand and slowly got off the carriage.

Looking up, sure enough, all the big and small dignitaries from the British government came out.

At first glance, the most eye-catching thing is Lan Yuning who is wearing a silver-red skirt.

She was standing beside the British Duchess, holding her arm affectionately, with a gentle smile on her face, she really looked more like the young lady of the British Duchess than her body.

As if she had sensed her gaze, Lan Yuning's eyes suddenly lit up, and her joy was visible to the naked eye: "Sister——"

She suddenly let go of the British Duchess's arm, and rushed towards Lan Shuang like a bird.

Seeing that it was about to be hugged, King Ming looked sideways, and saw the concubine he had picked up took a side step and stood directly beside him.

King Ming looked up at her, and before getting out of the car, he put on the mask again, only showing a pair of eyes and thin lips, his expression became much colder and harder.

Lan Shuang pretended not to see, frowned and supported his wheelchair with an uncomfortable look, and said strangely: "I offended the prince, I feel a little uncomfortable, let me help you."

King Ming raised his eyebrows: "..."

Really able to install.

Lan Yuning, who rushed over, didn't expect that she would dodge, so she rushed quickly, and then...

As soon as Lan Shuang dodged, Lan Yuning couldn't hold back, and staggered and fell to the ground.

The flying bird lost its wings and turned into a mud-eating house sparrow.

"Oh, sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you so careless?" Lan Shuang pretended to be surprised and helped her up, her expression was so nervous, "Where did you fall, won't you lose your appearance?"

"what?!"

Once the British Duchess heard this, would it be okay?
He ran over directly, taking one bite at a time, "Oh, my Yu Ning, are you okay? Let your mother take a look, where does it hurt?"

She squeezed over and felt that Lan Shuang was in the way, so she stretched out her hand and pushed her away: "Get up—"

The strength in this lady's hand was not weak at all, and Lan Shuang was pushed so hard that she was caught off guard, and she took a few steps back and almost hit the corner of the wheelchair. King Ming's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand to cushion her without a trace. But reprimanded him: "Fizzy, do you have any education?"

Others didn't see King Ming's actions, but how could Lan Shuang, who was tickled by a finger, not know?

She looked back at King Ming and showed a short-lived smile, then covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and stood aside.

Yingying Gong and Lan Chunqiu also stepped forward quickly, followed by a group of maidservants, no one looked at Lan Shuang, after passing by her, they all went to help Lan Yuning and coaxed her around.

The people on both sides of the street watched the excitement, and some people began to point fingers at Lan Shuang.

"It's really sad that this young lady who was born on the same day is not as good as a wronged one."

"Hey, isn't that how big families are like this? They pay attention to rules and face, who knows if they can't do it clean if they were picked up from the countryside?"

"Shh, be quiet!"

These words fell into King Ming's ears verbatim. He squinted his eyes and looked at Lan Shuang, but saw Lan Shuang standing upright without changing his face.

Do you really not care?Still, completely disappointed.

Lan Shuang watched coldly, supported Biqing's hand and said, "Go, enter the house, let parents take good care of my sister outside."

After she finished speaking, she didn't turn her head back, and walked into the mansion with her head held high.

King Ming also sneered: "It's a shame."

Yu Xiao understood immediately and pushed his wheelchair inside.

The British Duke was taken aback, looked at the people around him, immediately came to his senses, frowned and said to them: "Okay, let's go in and talk, there are so many people watching."

"Yeah, mother, don't worry. My daughter is really fine. She just didn't stand firm just now. My daughter didn't expect her sister to escape suddenly. She said she was feeling unwell, so she definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Madam sneered, with disgust on her face, "It's not intentional, I think she just—"

She wanted to scold a few more words, but seeing that there were more and more people around, she held back, "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)