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

Chapter 9 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 9
Yu Hengdun felt that his little thoughts had nowhere to hide, and was a little embarrassed, but soon returned to normal, and looked at Lan Shuang differently.

This princess is not easy.

Lan Shuang dropped that gaze and turned around, leaving Yu Heng and the others with a mysterious and proud back.

Not to mention that the eyes of the two maids can't hide from Lan Shuang, who has seen countless people, and she still has the cheat of 888.

She just asked, "Who is trustworthy."

888: "The third one from the left, the fourth one from the right, one named Zhenhan, one named Mianxiang, they belonged to King Ming, and they had some kung fu, and the two selected by Yu Hengxuan were sent by others. .”

So Lan Shuang ordered pillow cold and sleeping incense.

But she definitely won't tell Yu Heng, just let him keep a little awe of herself.

After Lan Shuang went in, she said to Bi Qing, "Close the door and see off the guests."

Bi Qing bowed: "Yes."

She walked to the door and winked at Zhenhan and Mianxiang, and they stood guard at the door.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Yu Heng hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hey—Wait a minute, princess."

Lan Shuang sat at the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip without raising her eyelids: "Is there anything else?"

Yu Hengchong waved his hand from behind, and immediately someone came forward with a tray of ledgers. Yu Heng smiled and said, "This is the ledger of the palace, please have a look at it."

Lan Shuang said to 888: "Look, I'm here to test me again. It's really tiring talking to this kind of [-]-minded people."

888: "Does the host want to see it? Since King Ming has the ability to raise troops and rebel, he should be quite rich, right?"

"Am I such a money-obsessed person?" Lan Shuang was dissatisfied, and said righteously.

888 immediately apologized with a smile: "Yes, my thinking is too narrow."

Lan Shuang looked at Yu Heng, glanced at the mountain of ledgers, and paused, um, it's so thick and so much, how much does it cost?
"No need, the accounts of the palace have nothing to do with me. I'm not interested. Whoever was in charge of you before will be in charge. Just pay me a monthly salary on time. Resign."

Yu Heng: "?"

Seeing that he was speechless in a daze, Biqing raised her hand and closed the door.

Yu Heng: "..."

He frowned fiercely, what's the matter with this man?

Hard to catch?

After watching for a while and not getting an answer, he turned around and waved his hands at the others: "Let's go, and serve the princess with all your heart in the future, don't neglect."

"Yes."

Yu Heng strode back, planning to wait for King Ming to come back and have a good talk with him.

……

At this time, the King Ming he was talking about had just entered the palace, and was carried all the way to the harem, only to be helped down by Yu Xiao, and sat in a wheelchair.

Lu Yuan, the great eunuch who greeted him outside, showed pity when he saw this.

"My lord, be careful, my servant will push you in?"

King Ming said in a deep voice: "No need."

Yu Xiao pushed him into the hall.

The emperor and empress sat at the top, and the princes and daughters sat at the bottom. They all looked up when they heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling.

Those gazes were of various colors, and most of them fell on King Ming's lap.

King Ming didn't look sideways, pretending he didn't see it, and put on that mask again when he went out.

It is said that Wang not only injured his leg in that battle, but also crippled his face, leaving indelible scars, so he wore a mask to cover it up.

This added to his reputation for terror.

The emperor was very satisfied when he saw his ghostly appearance. He was dressed in a half-dead man wrapped in a crescent moon robe that was not worn out. It was a perfect match!

However, he used to put on a show, and when he saw King Ming coming, he quickly put on a concerned expression: "Ninth brother, you are here, and you just got married yesterday, why don't you wear something festive?"

The queen also agreed: "Yes, and why is only the ninth brother here, where is your princess?"

She also took a special look behind King Ming.

King Ming's exposed lips were pursed into a straight line, and the word "displeased" was engraved in his eyes unabashedly.

"She's sick and can't get up."

The emperor and the queen looked at each other: "Sick?"

King Ming said impatiently: "Well, my brother thanked the emperor Long En for giving me a marriage, but this princess is really vulgar, and my brother is very displeased."

Thinking of the clean yuan handkerchief sent by the nanny before, and seeing King Ming's expression, the emperor finally felt relieved, it seemed that he really didn't like it, that's good, that's good.

He persuaded with "painful words": "Lao Jiu, she is the princess that your matchmaker is marrying anyway. Although she is... a bit simple, she is good-looking and her family background matches you. Just bear with me and take time." After a long time, maybe I feel pretty good, and the relationship comes from getting along with each other."

"That's right, one day, one day, one hundred days of kindness, and in the future, more people will take care of you and talk with you, so that my palace and the emperor can rest assured."

King Ming sneered repeatedly in his heart, unable to pretend to be intimacy, he just broke the jar and said, "Hmph, it's impossible for me to fall in love with that mountain village woman in this life! The emperor and empress don't want to persuade me any more, lest I hurt my relationship."

He clenched the armrest of the wheelchair, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

The emperor glanced at it, and his heart became more and more happy, "Oh, you, it's okay, if you are not satisfied, I will find you some more in the future."

After finishing speaking, he dragged him to babble about a lot of brothers and sisters. From the outsiders who didn't know, they thought they were really brothers.

When King Ming's patience reached its peak, the emperor hypocritically left him to eat in the palace. King Ming immediately excused himself from having a bad rest last night and wanted to go back. The emperor let him go with "understanding" and rewarded him with a lot of medicinal materials and supplements Tea, by the way, give Lan Shuang some satin jewelry.

At least face to face.

……

Lan Shuang was originally reading a script, but when the emperor's reward arrived like water, she lazily got up and leaned against the door: "Who rewarded you? Your Majesty?"

Yu Xiao pushed King Ming to come in, and when he heard this, King Ming nodded: "I've sent all your share."

"Thanks."

Lan Shuang became a little interested, and stretched out her hand to touch the glistening material, her hands were silky, light and cool.

"Tsk, isn't the emperor in a good mood?"

"Well, I also advised me to have a good time with you."

King Ming said such a sentence with no clear meaning.

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you acted well."

Prince Ming's thin lips curled slightly: "To each other."

Lan Shuang chuckled, "I'll go back to the door in three days, and I'll go back by myself?"

"You still want me to accompany you?" King Ming asked back.

"It's not impossible, I want to use the prince's tiger power."

Lan Shuang smiled and rolled her eyes. At first glance, she really looked like a fox.

"A fox pretends to be a tiger... Who do you want to scare?" A hint of interest appeared in King Ming's eyes.

Lan Shuang brushed her fingertips across the silk, her long eyelashes drooped, her red lips curled slightly, and her voice seemed sweetened with honey, "Of course it's the good sister who pushed me to run away from marriage."

King Ming looked at her fixedly: "Really?"

"Your Highness doesn't believe it?" Lan Shuang's eyes slowly fell on his mask, then moved down to his thin lips, and then moved away after a pause if there was any substance.

"Follow me tomorrow and you'll know."

(End of this chapter)