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

Chapter 2 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 2
When going out, no one from the British government came out to see her off, only Biqing, Lan Shuang's maid, supported her to go out sobbingly.

There were quite a few people around the gate, all of them came to watch the fun.

One is the notorious crippled prince, and the other is the vulgar daughter who has just been found. These two people are the gossip of the people in Kyoto after dinner. The emperor tied the two together by an imperial decree, and it is unknown who he is humiliating.

And today is a little bit special...

Bi Qing was dumbfounded as she helped Lan Shuang down the steps. She looked at the pitch-black sedan chair in front of her, and couldn't control herself, crying even louder.

"You...you are deceiving people too much! How can anyone use a black sedan chair to marry a wife? Wuwuwu—Miss, my poor lady!"

King Ming didn't know what he was thinking, he specially used a pure black sedan chair, and the sedan chair was spacious, looking from a distance, it looked like a coffin instead of a sedan chair.

The black-clothed guards beside the sedan chair all sullenly said, "Presumptuous! How dare the little maidservant speak wild words?"

Biqing scratched her neck and wanted to say something, but Lan Shuang stretched out her hand to hold her down: "Biqing, speak carefully."

Biqing looked at her unwillingly, and burst into tears again, but Lan Shuang let go of her hand and walked towards the sedan chair: "Biqing's words and deeds are shameless, offended the prince, please forgive me."

As she spoke, she paused, her gaze swept over the curtain of the sedan chair, and she said with a smile, "I think this sedan chair is very refined."

The masked man sitting in the wheelchair in the sedan chair suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the words, and there was a ripple in his eyes as deep as an ancient pool.

Why is this person's temperament different from what the dark guard investigated?
Without waiting for him to think about it, a white and slender hand pushed aside the car curtain, allowing the sunlight outside to pour down.

"My lord, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Lan Shuang put down her fan and smiled at him. The phoenix crown was shining brightly, making her lips red and teeth white, and she was affectionate and kind.

King Ming exchanged a glance with her, and calmly stroked the purple jade ring on his thumb, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Can I come in?" Lan Shuang asked politely.

King Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded reservedly: "Yes."

After the words fell, Lan Shuang stepped in with a foot wearing a red embroidered shoe, but before it landed, someone shouted outside: "Wait a minute, sister!"

This pretentious voice, you can tell it comes from her delicate "good sister" without looking at it.

Lan Shuang's face collapsed, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes in front of King Ming.

King Ming: "..."

He stared at Lan Shuang fixedly, and then learned what changing face is.

Lan Yuning's footsteps gradually approached, Lan Shuang retracted her other foot, but did not put her hand down, and turned around with a smile on her face: "Sister, is there anything else?"

Lan Yuning immediately found a good angle to make sure that she could see the inside and let the people inside see herself, then reluctantly took Lan Shuang's other hand, and said in a soft voice: "Sister, in the future You have to take good care of yourself when you go to the palace, no matter how much you misunderstood and dissatisfied with the prince before, now..."

As she spoke, she glanced into the sedan chair, Lan Shuang immediately let go of her hand, and the sedan chair curtain fell to block her.

Lan Yuning: "..."

She just wanted to send a secret glance affectionately.

King Ming: "..."

Does she not want others to see her?
why?
Lan Shuang opened Lan Yuning's hand with a smile, and the Acacia fan half covered the face of the lotus, and said relaxedly: "My sister was joking, that is all in the past. Now I marry the prince, and I am the prince's wife. Naturally, everything is done by the prince. The most important thing is that you shouldn't worry about these boudoir girls, so go back."

Lan Yuning still didn't give up: "My sister will come back to see more in the future, although you offended your parents today, but after all, it's a family—"

Lan Shuang's patience ran out, and she turned to the most prominent one among the guards: "Brother, is the auspicious time here? It's time to brag and fight, let's go."

Yu Xiao, the commander of the guards, was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and waved: "Get up the sedan chair."

Lan Shuang immediately beamed with joy, opened the car curtain and got in, and sat on one side in a very measured manner, not touching King Ming.

The sedan chair was lifted up, and a group of black-clothed guards strode forward silently, followed by the musicians, who followed each other with a glance, and began to walk one after another with gongs and drums.

The last person also set off firecrackers.

Needless to say, this looks more like a funeral.

Lan Yuning was completely ignored, and stood there in embarrassment, at a loss for what to do.

……

In fact, she was not the only one who was embarrassed, Lan Shuang in the sedan chair was also quite embarrassed, but she didn't say anything.

Sharing a small sedan chair with a strange man without talking, whoever tries will know what it feels like.

Even without looking, she knew that King Ming was looking at her. The pressure in his eyes was too strong, and she had nowhere to hide.

"I thought you wouldn't be willing to let them blow Chuai Da." After an unknown amount of time, King Ming finally spoke, with a surprisingly pleasant voice.

Like a clear spring stone flowing upwards, and like a jasper mixed with water, it is clear with a hint of indifference.

Lan Shuang is a voice controller, and her favorability for King Ming soared after listening to it.

"Why don't you want to? You have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, why don't you celebrate?"

Lan Shuang glanced at him with a smile, and directly fanned the wind with the acacia.

It was September [-]th at this time, and she was wearing the left layer and the right layer, and it was very hot.

"Oh?" Ming Wang became a little interested, put his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and looked at her leisurely: "So you think it's a good thing to marry me?"

"Well, yes." Lan Shuang nodded.

"But how did I hear that you ran away from marriage and eloped with a man named Liu Lang?"

King Ming's tone didn't change at all, it was clear and cold, but it made Lan Shuang's heart ring loudly.

She paused, exerted a little force on the hand holding the fan, and narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly: "My lord's news is so well-informed? Didn't you say that my lord is just a playboy?"

There seemed to be a smile in the corner of King Ming's eyes, but his face was clearly expressionless, "Then why do you think I revealed the secret to you?"

Lan Shuang silently moved towards the sedan door, but unexpectedly, this action irritated King Ming. Like a wolf seeing its prey running away, he suddenly seized the opportunity and shot out, grabbing Lan Shuang's wrist with one hand, The man took her into his arms, and the other hand grabbed her neck quickly and ruthlessly.

Lan Shuang had trouble breathing, she threw away the fan, and held down Prince Ming's finger, "We have something to talk about, on the first day of our wedding...cough cough cough...won't it be good to strangle your wife?"

King Ming laughed softly, and the hot air in his breath touched the side of Lan Shuang's neck, which was instantly stained with a layer of crimson.

"I don't like to keep dangerous people or things around, who knows if I will bite back one day?"

As he spoke, he added some strength to his hands.

Lan Shuang: "...you really have principles."

King Ming sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes.

888 hurriedly jumped out: "When he sensed that the host's life was threatened, he immediately activated the counterattack mechanism—powerful miracles!"

Lan Shuang: "..."

what the hell?

(End of this chapter)