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

Chapter 59 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 58
Bi Qing, who was pushed to the side, didn't stop, slipped and fell to the ground, looking at the scissors stuck in the snow, she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

She froze for a moment, then reacted and shouted to the surrounding guards: "What are you still doing in a daze? Stop her! Don't let her hurt the princess!"

The guards came back to their senses and hurriedly gathered around and dragged the British Duchess's arm back. At this time, they didn't care about the distinction between superiority and inferiority.

Lan Shuang coldly shook off the British Duke's wife's wrist, and looked down at her almost crazy face, "Send her back to the British Duke's mansion, let the British Duke keep an eye on her, I see her a little lost and crazy, In the future, don’t let it out if you have nothing to do, it’s not a big deal if you hurt me, if you hurt the emperor and queen, nine lives are not enough to pay for it.”

"You're crazy! Mmmmmmm—"

Seeing that she was about to speak rudely again, the guard quickly covered her mouth and dragged her out.

The Duke of England hurried over just in time to hear Lan Shuang's words, "What the princess said is true."

He shouted loudly, and the servants he brought dispersed the crowd of onlookers. The British Duke strode forward with a sullen face, glanced at the lady who fell on the ground with disheveled hair and red eyes, and frowned in distaste, "Shame on me!" .”

The British princess didn't expect him to say that, her eyes widened angrily, and she struggled to argue, but unexpectedly, the British princess only took one look, then looked away, and waved to the servants behind: "Come on, Send Madam back to the mansion, Madam's yard will be sealed from now on, and she is not allowed to go out and walk around at will until she recovers from her illness."

This is equivalent to indefinite house arrest.

The British Duke and Madam looked at him in disbelief, but the British Duke bowed to Lan Shuang, "It's because of my lack of discipline that my wife made such a big mistake, but the Princess please read it for her old age and unconsciousness. Forgive her this time."

Lan Shuang looked at him coldly, it was not unreasonable for this man to sit firmly on the throne, he was sensible enough, he was good at weighing the pros and cons, at this moment he knew what to say was the most beneficial, and never mentioned that he was his biological father.

Lan Shuang nodded lightly, "Unconsciousness is a disease, and it needs to be cured properly. The Duke should give you more snacks. Since she didn't really hurt anyone, forget it, and I don't want to pursue it. But the Ming Palace doesn't welcome her, and she won't be allowed in the future." She took half a step."

"Yes, the old minister understands, the princess is at ease."

"Go."

Lan Shuang waved her hand, the British Duke bowed and backed away, and when he turned around, his face changed.

He looked at his carriage sullenly, and went up full of anger.

Biqing got up from the ground, pulled out the pair of scissors, and touched the blade with her hand, "Hiss, is she really crazy because it's so sharp? She actually used this to assassinate the princess? It's the flesh that fell from her body, why? Can you be so ruthless?"

Lan Shuang withdrew her gaze, turned around and walked into the mansion, her voice came with the wind: "It's not that you can fulfill your parental responsibilities by being a parent, and it's not that the relationship between people will be weak if you don't have blood relationship. The relationship between people is just subtle and unspoken Makes sense."

"Some people fall in love with each other at first sight, and some people look like new again, who knows?"

Lan Shuang smiled lightly, indifferently and mockingly.

888 asked worriedly: "Host, are you okay? I detected that your mood fluctuates a lot, and you are very depressed now."

Lan Shuang cheered up: "It's okay, it's not that I feel bad, it's the breath of the original owner. When the British lady stabbed over with scissors, I was affected by the original owner. At that moment, my heart hurts very much, as if I was thrown in the ground." I stomped on the ground repeatedly, but the feeling disappeared soon, and I think the original owner should be completely heartbroken."

"In the previous life, the original owner also begged so hard, but the door of the British government has always been closed. If the door is opened..."

I don't know when it was snowing again, Lan Shuang paused slightly, raised her head, a piece of snow just fell into her right eye, melted instantly, turned into a drop of water, and flowed down the corner of Lan Shuang's eye.

888 added her words: "If the door is opened, it is estimated that the British princess is equally indifferent, right?"

Lan Shuang pulled her lips: "Yes."

She let out a breath slowly, and the stuffy feeling just dissipated.

"Lan Shuang."

Someone called her, and Lan Shuang looked back, and saw King Ming walking slowly from the other side of the yard, holding an oiled paper umbrella painted with red plums, and finally stopped in front of her.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to gently brush the snow off Lan Shuang's hair, "Is she here to make trouble? Have you given up this time?"

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Why do I feel that you are a little gloating?"

Ming Wang smiled: "How could it be?"

Lan Shuang looked at his unstoppable smile and said nothing.

King Ming withdrew his hand and touched his nose: "Well, there is a little bit."

Lan Shuang: "???"

Seeing her puzzled eyes, Ming Wang handed her the umbrella in his hand, then took her other hand and walked forward and said: "I'm not happy because she hurt you, I just feel that seeing her like this Looks like you, you should be able to completely give up, your relatives are not relatives, but here will always be your home, they will betray you, I will not, so you can only be mine alone, you There is me, and only me."

King Ming laughed lightly: "It may be a bit paranoid and domineering to say this, but I really think so, and I feel relieved because of it. I don't want your emotions to be affected by other unimportant people, okay?"

Lan Shuang walked in silence for a while. When she was going up the steps, she first stood still on the upper steps, then turned around and let go of the umbrella in her hand.

King Ming was taken aback, and was about to reach out to pick it up, when Lan Shuang suddenly held his face in both hands, leaned over and kissed him.

The moment her lips and teeth touched, Lan Shuang said softly, "You can be more domineering, and I can still bear it."

King Ming's eyes suddenly sank, like a wild wolf that had been provoked, he stared at Lan Shuang quietly, and suddenly raised his hand to hug her up by the waist.

"That's what you said, it's useless to cry and regret."

Lan Shuang wrapped her arms around his neck, watching the snow falling all over the garden, and the red plums just blooming, she calmed down a little bit, "I don't regret it, I won't regret what I did."

"Even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter."

……

The snow falls outside the house like catkins blowing, the cold wind passes through the country, the feeling inside the house rises like the tide rises, and the spring breeze blows on the face.

As for Lan Yuning in the prison, she could only nest in the corner, screaming and screaming as the rats scurried around.

The jailer guarding her became impatient, shook his head and rolled his eyes.

The concubine who was locked up in a cell next to her was usually quarreling with blood, but here she was able to hold her head and cry.

"I want to see my father, let me see my father!"

King Rong was still crying out for injustice. The commander of Jin Yiwei walked in with a sinister smile, and knocked on the iron fence of the prison door with the handle of his knife, "Shut up, stop shouting, and return to the father? You are now a common Now, you are not worthy to call those two words."

"You! Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, you little commander of Jinyiwei, how dare you laugh at me?"

Lan Yuning listened to King Rong's roar across a wall, and tugged at her parched lips.

(End of this chapter)