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

Chapter 27 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 27
King Ming lowered his eyes, barely suppressing his murderous intent, now it's not time to turn his face, when everything is ready, he will definitely tear him to pieces!
"The emperor also said that Lan Shuang's appearance is one in a million. Can you find someone more beautiful than her?"

King Ming leaned on the back of the chair carelessly.

The emperor sized him up, "This...it's really not easy, but you should have an heir, right? It's autumn now, and it's a good time to appreciate chrysanthemums. The queen plans to hold a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the palace. Then you Just bring the concubine with you to see if there is any Miss Qianjin you like, if you like it, I will decide to give you a marriage."

King Ming raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Why is the emperor in such a hurry? No minister is in a hurry to have a child."

The emperor smiled and said: "I am also worried about you. You don't like Princess Ming, and you refuse to consummate the marriage with her. As an elder brother, I have to think about you. For so many years, what you can't think of is not because I am thinking for you with?"

King Ming was silent for a while when he heard this, then nodded: "Okay, my brother, but it depends on the emperor's arrangement."

Only then did the emperor smile with satisfaction.

……

After getting out of the palace and getting on the carriage, King Ming's complexion suddenly sank, he clenched his hands tightly, the purple jade wrench finger stuck at the knuckles, leaving a circle of red marks.

Yu Xiao stood outside without making a sound, and when King Ming calmed down, he said, "Go back to the mansion."

Only then did he give the coachman a look, and got on his horse to guard the left and right.

The weather today is good, neither hot nor cold, the sun is warm and not too hot, and there is a bit of refreshing wind. On a whim, Lan Shuang asked someone to move a soft couch under the big pear tree in the yard.

She nestled under the tree to enjoy the shade, and the mottled gold-like sunlight fell from among the green leaves and fell on her.

Lan Shuang was lying on the soft couch watching Xiao Huang... Bah, she read it with great interest, but it turned out to be too comfortable. After a while, she felt sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

She was lying on her side on the couch, with one arm hanging limply outside the couch, holding a script book in her hand, and the wind blew the pages, rattling.

Biqing took a small blanket to cover her body, but suddenly heard the sound of a wheelchair.

She looked back and saw that Yu Xiao was pushing Ming Wang over from the veranda.

She bowed and was about to say hello when King Ming put his finger on his lips: "Hush——"

Bi Qing immediately fell silent, she held the blanket and stood there hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

King Ming approached and stretched out his hand to her. Biqing was stunned for a moment, then understood, and handed the blanket to King Ming.

King Ming took it, shook it off lightly, and covered Lan Shuang's body. Lan Shuang's thick eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to wake up. King Ming hurriedly reached out and patted her, "Go to sleep."

The voice was low and gentle, Biqing's eyes widened, and she suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. Is the prince so gentle?
Seeing that she was still sticking there like a wooden stake, Yu Xiao coughed lightly and gave her a wink.

Biqing understood, and stepped back lightly.

Yu Xiao also retreated silently to the corridor, leaving space for Lan Shuang and King Ming.

888 hid in the dark and watched King Ming's every move in amazement. As expected of the future emperor, there was an unspeakable charm in every gesture.

But... what's the matter with your affectionate eyes?

888:"……"

Fuck, you're not into my host, are you?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, but the next second he saw that King Ming seemed to have discovered something, he frowned slightly, and bent over to pick up the book.

888: "Why does it look familiar?"

Then it saw the big characters on the outside of the book: Little Sweet Concubine of the Disabled Prince.

888:"……"

After saving a life, why did he see it again?

King Ming was obviously very puzzled by this point.

He looked at the indecent title of the book and fell into deep thought.

In the end, Fengshun, who was passing by, helped him make a decision, Hula opened a page, revealing a very impactful painting.

King Ming: "..."

It turns out that the title of the book is still conservative.

He frowned and flipped through the pages. The text on it was not particularly straightforward, but the accompanying pictures really added everything that was not written in the text.

When he turned to the last page, he couldn't help but think, is it really normal that he likes to read this kind of thing?
Perhaps, she was curious because she couldn't eat it?

Desire... Are you dissatisfied with your desire?

King Ming looked at Lan Shuang, whose cheeks were flushed from sleep, and unconscious. She fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he put the book on the couch, turned around and waved to Xiao.

Yu Xiao approached quickly, and Ming Wang whispered in his ear.

Yu Xiao looked at Lan Shuang on the couch, her expression became complicated for a moment, and she finally nodded: "Yes."

When he left, King Ming sat in a wheelchair and stared at Lan Shuang. It was strange to say that when he came out of the palace, he was so full of fire that he almost burned his head, but when he came back, seeing this person, those The evil fire was extinguished in an instant, leaving no sparks behind.

His whole body calmed down.

It's also really wicked.

King Ming couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips. Seeing that Lan Shuang's hair was covered by the wind, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed it away, pinning it behind her ear.

Lan Shuang fell asleep not long ago, and woke up half an hour later.

But she didn't open her eyes immediately, but stretched her arms and legs first, and let out a contented hum.

As she moved, the clothes tightened, outlining her slender waist.

King Ming's eyes were involuntarily drawn to him.

The same goes for the ankles, the hem of the skirt moved up, and the hem of the trousers slid open a little, revealing a white section.

For some reason, King Ming suddenly remembered the white cat he saw in the palace.

When the weather is good, they lie on high places to bask in the sun, and when they have had enough sleep, they stretch and meow.

Lanshuang is now like the most.

With a smile on his lips that he didn't know, he deliberately said: "Are you awake?"

Lan Shuang was taken aback for a moment.

She paused, then turned her head to look at him blankly, her eyes were still a little slack, the side of her face was covered with red marks, and she was dumb and pure.

"came back?"

Lan Shuang was not fully awake yet, and when she spoke, she had a vague ending sound, which sounded like she was being coquettish.

King Ming couldn't help but think of a sentence in the storybook - "The soft voice of Yingying is so touching."

It's really teasing.

"Well, I've been back for a while." When King Ming said that, Lan Shuang didn't take it seriously, she had no idea that this person was just sitting here with nothing to do and staring at her for more than half an hour.

"How is it, what does the emperor mean?" Lan Shuang sat up from the couch, the material of the clothes was very good, and there was no mark left after such a toss, and with her movements, the clothes fell down like running water.

"They said they wanted to marry two side concubines for me and let them flourish."

King Ming thought he would be very upset, but when he really said it, he was very calm.

"Scattering branches and leaves?" Lan Shuang looked at Ming Wang's handsome face, and almost blurted out, "Aren't you holding back?"

　King Ming: I will raise it sooner or later!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)