Chapter 39 Prince, please respect yourself39

Yu Heng heard Lan Shuang's laughter outside and his hands trembled with fright.

Is this...so happy?

Looking at the prince's cautious look before, he thought that the princess had been tortured enough, but now it seems that the princess is really not an ordinary person!

He hesitantly put down his hand and stopped knocking, but he didn't know whether to go in or not.

Prince Ming looked at Lan Shuang helplessly and gently pressed her waist: "You don't have back pain now?"

Lan Shuang suddenly got excited and tensed up: "Don't touch it! It's so sour!"

Prince Ming hurriedly retracted his hand, pressed her shoulders gently but unyieldingly, and pushed her back to the bed, "Have a good rest, I'll ask Yu Heng to come in and talk."

He got up and got out of bed, carefully wrapped Lan Shuang into the brocade quilt like a child, until he was satisfied that only his head was exposed. Then he put down the bed curtain and made sure that nothing could be seen from outside before walking out.

Lan Shuang: "..."

Her eyes swept over the landscape screen in the center of the room, and she fell silent.

Are you afraid that Yu Heng has clairvoyance?

Prince Ming walked to the table outside and sat down, and said to Heng, "Come in."

"Yes." Yu Heng pushed the door open and walked in. He lowered his head politely and did not look around. He came to Prince Ming and cupped his hands, "Returning to Prince Ming, a decree was sent from the palace just now to honor Lan Yuning, the second lady of the British Duke's family.

The king’s concubine will arrive on the eighth day of next month.”

King Ming had been busy for a long time, and he was very thirsty. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He drank it slowly. He just rolled his eyelids when he heard this: "Concubine? Can the British prince bear it? No peace.

The emperor is making trouble?"

Yu Heng laughed, rather gloating about his misfortune, "The trouble must be justified, otherwise wouldn't it be unreasonable? Lan Yuning fell into the water and her clothes were soaked. When she was rescued by King Rong, so many people saw it. If she didn't marry Rong,

If the king becomes a concubine, there is only one way to die."

Prince Ming raised his sword eyebrows lightly, and returned to his previous calm and cold-faced prince's appearance, with everything under control.

He put down the tea cup and turned his head to glance in the direction of the screen. Although he couldn't see the people behind him, he thought that the people behind him were listening with their ears upright, and he couldn't help but smile on his lips.

"It's a coincidence that King Rong has come." He said something unclear, and then asked: "Is there any more?"

Yu Heng nodded: "The informants arranged by my subordinates came to retaliate. Prince Rong's biological mother, the good concubine, was very dissatisfied with this. She looked down on Lan Yuning's background and felt that she was just the daughter of a peasant woman. Being a concubine was just a promotion."

"The emperor originally thought of betraying the British Duke to save face. After all, the British Duke is a staunch royalist. Lan Yuning looked pitiful and cried again. She always wanted to seek death, but the good concubine refused to do it and said that if Lan Yuning really let Lan Yuning

When she was Princess Rong, she crashed to death in the imperial study room."

"The emperor had no choice. Although Concubine Liang was a little stupid, she was quite favored by the emperor. Concubine Liang's mother clan was powerful. Thinking of this, the emperor finally made Lan Yuning a concubine, but he was extra merciful and allowed her to wear

Wear a red wedding dress and enter the palace through the main entrance."

Yu Heng paused after saying this, "Lan Yuning reacted quickly. She didn't cry or make trouble later. She obeyed the order and thanked her. But I heard that she smashed all the porcelain in the house after returning home."

King Ming was not surprised by this and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Prince Ming tapped his fingertips on the table: "Look at her. She doesn't seem to be willing to give up. If there is any change, notify me immediately."

"yes."

"The Emperor never asked about my affairs?"

Prince Ming raised his eyes and looked at Yu Heng. Yu Heng chuckled: "Of course I asked. The queen told the princess's story again. The emperor didn't believe it at all. He turned around and asked people to check. Nothing was found, so he suspected that the prince was.

The poison has taken hold, and if nothing else happens, he will definitely send someone to test it today."

"Invite anyone who comes, and do a complete show. Anyway, his good days are only a few days away, so you might as well let him get complacent first."

"My subordinate understands."

"Well, there's nothing wrong. You can go down."

"yes."

Yu Heng went out softly and closed the door. King Ming picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, then got up and walked to the inner room.

As a result, after taking only two steps, I heard Lan Shuang's steady breathing.

He walked more lightly, walked to the bed and opened the curtain, looking at Lan Shuang's peaceful sleeping face, his heart was full.

He never thought that one day he would feel satisfied.

He took off his shirt and went to bed, took Lan Shuang into his arms from behind, kissed her on the ear, and whispered: "Go to sleep."

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

When Lan Shuang opened her eyes again, it was completely dark and the room was in chaos. Lan Shuang was confused for a while, not knowing what night it was.

She even felt a little confused about time and space. For a moment, she thought she was still in the Space-Time Management Bureau, until 888's excited voice sounded in her head: "Host! The female partner's resentment value has dropped again!"

"How much has it fallen?" Lan Shuang pulled away from her dazed state and began to look forward to it.

888 was so happy that his voice was a little wavy: "It has dropped a lot this time, a total of forty points!"

Lan Shuang was surprised: "Forty o'clock?! I thought it would be enough to reach the sky at thirty o'clock."

"Hey? Host, why do you guess so?"

Lan Shuang analyzed: "Look, in the previous life, Lan Yuning was reborn to steal Lan Shuang's luck and opportunity. When did it start?"

888 recalled: "Well... it started when she eloped with Liu Lang and Lan Yuning married as a substitute?"

"Yeah, later Lan Shuang was designed by Lan Yuning to get acquainted with Prince Rong, and she married Prince Rong under her own initiative. Now I have changed these two points, successfully married Prince Ming, and recommended Lan Yuning to Prince Ming.

After seeing King Rong, Lan Shuang has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely vent his evil anger, and the resentment will be naturally eliminated."

888 suddenly realized: "I see, then according to this logic, the most important part of the remaining twenty points should be the death of Lan Shuang in the previous life, right?"

Lan Shuang said with appreciation: "You can teach me a lesson, everything that needs to be changed has been changed. I guess Lan Shuang's remaining grievances are mainly concentrated on the British government's failure to save him in his previous life and his unjust death on the road to exile."

She stretched and said, "Once these two points are resolved, she should be able to rest in peace."

888 nodded: "Then don't we deal with Lan Yuning?"

Lan Shuang's eyes were deep when she heard this: "If she stops being a monster, I will let nature take its course. Anyway, she will not end up well if she marries Prince Rong. But if she continues to act like a monster, I will let her know what it means."

You will not live if you do your own evil."

"woke up?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded from her ears, and the warm breath blew through the broken hair on the temples, causing an itch. Lan Shuang couldn't help but shrink her neck and interrupted the conversation with 888.

"Um."

She responded, turned over in a good mood, and faced Prince Ming. Her arms were curled up in front of her. She smiled and said, "Hold him a little looser."

Prince Ming lowered his head and touched the tip of her nose, "Well, why?"

(End of chapter)

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