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

Chapter 63 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 62
The emperor didn't expect Lan Shuang, a weak woman, to be so strong. She kicked him so hard that he fell to the side of the couch and couldn't get up. He tried to stand up with one hand on the edge of the bed. People! Help! King Ming rebelled—"

Lan Shuang glanced at him, folded her arms and tilted her head: "Scream, it's useless to break your throat."

Li Jian's eyes widened. Seeing that Lan Shuang was about to go to the bed, he hesitated for a moment and rushed over to block the emperor, "Be careful, your majesty!"

The emperor rolled his eyes, you blocked me, how can I run, you idiot!

King Ming turned over and sat up from the bed, his clothes were wide open, revealing a large clean chest, there was not a single needle on it, it was unknown when it was pulled out.

"Brother Huang, what are you afraid of? I'm already useless, why are you still so afraid of me?"

He said with a pun, and his eyes were gloomy with a strange brilliance.

"You...what do you want to do? Old Jiu, I treat you well. You pretended to be sick and brought me here, do you want to kill me and usurp the throne?"

He shouted sternly, but his erratic eyes had already revealed his guilty conscience.

Lan Shuang clapped her palms and smiled: "When death is imminent, the emperor still doesn't forget to play the scene of brotherly love, so dedicated."

888 nodded in agreement: "Well, I can compete with that bad movie queen in the palace, and I can form a group to debut."

Lan Shuang became interested: "Oh? What combination?"

888 said seriously: "It's worse than who."

Lan Shuang laughed again, which drew the emperor's cold stare. She shrugged and said to 888: "Okay, don't interrupt, or it will easily spoil the atmosphere. Next, just watch the show."

"Okay." 888 made a zip gesture on his mouth.

"Presumptuous! How can you speak here? An ignorant woman! She will tell stories!"

The emperor didn't dare to get too angry at King Ming, and was still on the verge of probing, so he poured all his anger on Lan Shuang, who looked like a soft persimmon, completely forgetting who kicked him, he couldn't straighten up .

King Ming's face suddenly turned cold, and before Lan Shuang could do anything, he grabbed the emperor by the neck and lifted him from the ground with one hand.

The voice was as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, "My princess, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson, so you deserve to blame her, aren't you?"

The feeling of suffocation continued to intensify, the emperor's face turned red, and he tried to break King Ming's hand with both hands, but King Ming's hand remained motionless like iron tongs.

"You...you...cough cough cough—vomit!"

The pressure on the neck made the emperor feel nauseous for a while, and couldn't help but want to vomit.

King Ming's eyes froze, and he was thrown out with disgust.

"boom--"

"what!"

"emperor!"

Such a big one, was swung out by King Ming with one hand, knocked down the screen outside, rolled on the ground twice before stopping, knocked his head on the corner of a cabinet accidentally, broke a hole, blood Fluttering, muddying his face.

Li Jian was so frightened that he lost his soul, and ran over with his arms and legs bent, because he was too anxious to straighten his waist.

Lan Shuang frowned and took a step away, what kind of strange species is this?

King Ming stood up from the bed and walked barefoot to Lan Shuang. Lan Shuang looked at him sideways and shook his hand: "Go."

King Ming nodded lightly: "Stay far away for a while, don't splash your blood all over, dirty."

Lan Shuang smiled: "Yes."

King Ming just walked up to the emperor step by step. Li Jian was so frightened that he dragged him out while holding the emperor's arm.

"Your Majesty, this old slave will take you out right now, hold on!"

The emperor covered his forehead, his face turned pale from the pain, he stared fixedly at King Ming, and finally couldn't pretend anymore, revealing his ferocious nature, "Sure enough, it's a biting dog that doesn't bark, you've been doing this for so many years Keeping a low profile is really bearable!"

"Both and each other, you hate me so much, didn't you bear it for so many years and didn't kill me? Do you regret it now?"

There was a faint smile on King Ming's lips.

"Yeah, I regretted it. If I had known this, I shouldn't have pleaded for you in front of my father. It would be best to let him finish you with a glass of poisoned wine!"

He pinched Li Jian's arm and barely stood up. Li Jian's facial features were distorted in pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

The emperor moved towards the door while talking, and stared at King Ming vigilantly, but King Ming and Lan Shuang just watched them leisurely, without any intention of stopping them.

This made them feel insulted, as if they were two playthings.

When Li Jian touched the door, he was overjoyed. Taking advantage of King Ming not coming, he hurriedly opened the door and shouted: "Your Majesty, go!"

The emperor reacted quickly at this time, and ran out without the slightest hesitation, but just as he took one foot, a sword was pressed against his eyebrows, the blade was cold and bright, and his forehead was already swollen with no effort. It was cut with a long and thin mouth.

A line of blood snaked down the bridge of his nose, looking rather ridiculous.

His eyes were close together, and when he looked at the sword, his eyes became cross-eyed. The person holding the sword couldn't help but smile, "Your Majesty, where else do you want to go? Do you want someone to rescue you?"

He pressed on every step, and the emperor stepped back in fear, and retreated to the bedroom.

Through the gaps in Yu Xiao's figure, the emperor saw people lying all over the ground outside. There were not many personal guards he brought.

The emperor's heart beat heavily at this moment, his eyes went dark, and his heart was over.

My life is over!
The emperor let out a long breath.

Yu Xiao put away his sword, and saluted King Ming and Lan Shuang respectfully: "My lord, my concubine, 130 people inside and outside the palace, 45 died, and the rest have surrendered."

"Drop? How can you drop? How can you drop!"

The emperor had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and his eyes were red with anger.

Yu Xiao glanced at him: "If the army enters the city, it will be killed if it does not surrender."

emperor:"……"

Li Jian's legs softened from fright, and he slid down the door panel, "It's over..."

Only then did King Ming speak out: "You said just now that you shouldn't have pleaded for me back then, heh—it's at this point, and you're still thinking about being a dead duck, and you think I didn't know that you were the ones who planned the injustice of my mother and concubine back then. Is it?"

King Ming grabbed the emperor by his collar and slammed the man on the door panel. The emperor let out a pained cry, gasping for breath.

"How did you know? When did you know?"

"I've known it since the day you poisoned me."

King Ming said, looking down at his legs: "You failed to kill me on the battlefield, but only crippled my legs. You are not willing to take this opportunity to show your magnanimity and kindness, and let the late emperor think that you are with me. I really have a deep brotherhood, you took this opportunity to tamper with my medicine, and the medicine you sent contained poison."

King Ming remembered everything clearly, "Brother Huang, do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I've stopped lame a long time ago. I've just been waiting for the right opportunity for so many years. Now that everything is ready, you personally delivered it to my door. Tell me, how should I repay you?"

(End of this chapter)