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

Chapter 36 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 36
He was stunned by this "spectacle" for a while, and he didn't dare to move. He just stared blankly for two breaths before finally realizing that it wasn't that he had long hair on his chest, but that Lan Shuang was lying on his chest. chest.

The breath brushed gently, bringing waves of heat, a little itchy.

And the more serious problem is, they seem to have no clothes?
The place where the skin touches under the brocade quilt is warm and smooth, like a piece of fine suet jade in your arms.

King Ming blinked his eyes slowly, and then his dull brain started to turn. Scenes from last night rushed in. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and pressed his temples.

It took him a long time to digest this fact. He sent Lan Shuang to...

sleep!

King Ming took a deep breath, rarely feeling at a loss. Is Lan Shuang willing?

In her memory, she didn't seem to resist, but... Maybe it was because of helplessness?She would die if she didn't save herself. She definitely couldn't bear to let herself die like this, so she detoxified herself. She might not be happy in her heart, right?
I still tormented people so badly.

Lying stiffly for a while, King Ming pushed back the hair on Lan Shuang's face with pain and guilt, revealing her flushed face from sleep. There were not many traces on her delicate face, but her eyelids and lips were a little swollen.

But this is a watershed, from the face down, basically can not see, there is no good place.

After looking around, King Ming once suspected that he was transformed from a dog, otherwise why would he love to bite people so much?
He touched Lan Shuang's face affectionately, Lan Shuang muttered something in a low voice, turned over and buried herself in the quilt and continued to sleep.

King Ming's hands and arms were emptied, as well as his guilty and extremely satisfied heart were also emptied.

He stared at Lan Shuang for a while, to make sure she was not awake, then tiptoed up and got out of bed.

He didn't see the clothes on the floor, so he went to the closet to pick out a white robe and put it on, then turned back and put down the bed curtain to cover it, and then opened the door and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yu Xiao was shocked, he turned his head suddenly, and saw that King Ming came out without a wheelchair, he couldn't help being surprised: "My lord, what is this?"

King Ming casually tied his hair behind him with a headband, his face couldn't hide his satisfaction, even though his eyes were cold, the spring color couldn't stop escaping from the corners of his eyes and brows.

Yu Xiao looked down and lowered his head.

"Go and get rid of all the spies in the mansion. The maids sent by the two emperors have been sent far away. They must either take the money and leave, or die."

Yu Xiao's expression froze: "Yes, it's just the prince, why did you do this, and suddenly sent people away, the emperor..."

"I will find a way to solve it myself, but from now on, the Ming Palace will not leave any woman of unknown origin." Ming Wang said firmly.

Yu Xiao looked up at his expression, and suddenly realized that the prince and princess are real husband and wife now, so no one will be left behind to make the princess misunderstand.

Tsk, the prince is quite good at it.

He cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate will do it now."

"Well, where is Yu Heng?"

King Ming glanced around, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

Yu Xiao coughed lightly: "He...he went to get the ointment."

"Ointment, what kind of medicine—" King Ming paused in the middle of his words, his face was a little uncomfortable, "It is indeed necessary to use some ointment, and tell him to find me in the kitchen when he comes back."

"Yes."

……

Lan Shuang slept until the afternoon, and the sun was tired and began to set, so she opened her eyes in a daze.

She looked up at the top of the bed, touched the side with her hand, and it was cold. The man didn't know how long she had been walking.

The electric current sounded on time, and 888's energetic voice carried a teasing smile: "Host, how do you feel about the bridal chamber wedding night?"

Lan Shuang: "Hehe."

888:"……"

"What... what's wrong? Disharmony?"

888 looked at her life (zong) Wu (yu) Ke (guo) love (du), and asked in a low voice: "You didn't sleep till now, did you? Are you not hungry?"

It was fine if he didn't remind her, but once she reminded Lan Shuang, she felt her hungry chest sticking to her back, almost starving to death.

"Hungry." I was so hungry that I didn't even have the energy to speak.

888: "Poor host, why don't you get up and get someone to prepare something to eat?"

Lan Shuang smiled on the skin: "Do you think I don't remember?"

888: "Huh?"

Lan Shuang was irritable: "I can't get up at all! I can't even move my hands and feet!"

888:"……"

It was really too miserable, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

Lan Shuang gritted her teeth: "Jun Conglan, who refused to accept his account after eating, actually ran away early in the morning! When he comes back again, I must, I must—"

888: "What do you want?"

Lan Shuang paused, thought for a long time, and said quietly: "Leave him alone for three days."

888:"……"

Lan Shuang lay on the bed like a corpse for a while, feeling it carefully, she was very refreshed, there was nothing strange about her body, she must have bathed, it was okay, she still had a conscience.

She reluctantly forgave him for a while, Lan Shuang closed her eyes, but all the images of last night flashed in front of her eyes: the man's strong body, forbearing face, beads of sweat sliding down his Adam's apple...

"Ah...why is my mind full of these rubbish!" Lan Shuang opened her eyes in dismay, dragged herself over with difficulty, and buried herself in the pillow, even ignoring the movement outside the door .

So when King Ming came in with the tray, he saw such a scene.

The beauty lay down on the soft pillow, drawing a smooth line from her shoulders down, with regular ups and downs.

Long black hair hangs over smooth shoulders, hidden behind the bed curtain, hazy.

King Ming couldn't help but his eyes dimmed, he tightened his hand holding the tray, and walked over calmly.

"You bastard, you run away after sleeping, you don't have any sense of responsibility." Lan Shuang was still muttering about King Ming.

The person concerned stood by the bed and listened verbatim.

He sighed softly, sat down by the bed, put down the tray and pulled up the quilt for Lan Shuang, "I'm sorry."

Lan Shuang's body froze, she turned her head suddenly, just in time to meet King Ming's guilt-ridden eyes.

The scene was a little awkward for a while, and after those three words were said, no one spoke again.

In the end, King Ming couldn't hold it anymore, picked up a bowl of pear soup on the tray, and stirred it with a spoon, "Your throat must be quite uncomfortable, right? I'm going to make some pear soup, get up and drink it? Okay?"

Lan Shuang didn't speak, King Ming's heart sank slightly, did he really get angry?

He looked down at the pear soup he had made, and forced a smile: "It doesn't matter if you can't drink it, someone will deliver the food in a while."

Lan Shuang could hear the loneliness in his voice, and turned to look at him helplessly: "You think you were so crazy yesterday that you almost broke me apart, can I still sit up now?"

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