Quick time travel female supporting role: the sickly villain is suave and seductive

Chapter 42 Prince, please respect yourself 42

The emperor's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this: "So soon?"

Eunuch Li couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw it. Look, he said that the emperor must be happy.

Imperial Physician Fang nodded: "Well, I have prescribed a prescription for nourishing, detoxifying and reducing fire, and asked Prince Ming to take good care of it."

The emperor understood what he meant. It was like this anyway. He wouldn't live long if he didn't nourish himself, so he had to be careful to fool him.

He nodded in agreement: "You've done a good job. It's hard work for you to make the trip at night. Go back and rest, Li Jian. I'll give Dr. Fang an extra month's salary tomorrow."

"yes."

Eunuch Li agreed, and Doctor Fang thanked him and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Eunuch Li turned back and carefully looked at the emperor's face. The emperor was obviously in a very good mood. He stood up and walked to a painting in the back room to stand. This was a picture of mountains and rivers, which he had just obtained.

Painted on the day the late emperor gave permission to participate in government affairs.

At that time, Prince Ming was still the most valued prince by the late Emperor, and he was the most popular prince. However, he was just an idle person who no one cared about. He could only stand aside and watch Prince Ming standing on the Jinluan Palace and pointing out the country with high spirits.

But unexpectedly, things would turn around, and the star that attracted everyone's attention would fall, and he would become the real one, and even King Ming would have to rely on him for survival.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, with a bit of pride in his eyes. He rubbed the painting with his slightly weathered hand, "It's such a pity that he will die soon. Li Jian, do you think this is God's fault?"

Where are you jealous of Yingcai?"

Li Jian stood behind him and said with a smile: "A true talent must be like the emperor to be blessed by God. Prince Ming is just a minister, how can he have such luck as a real dragon?"

The flattery was taken in the right place, and the emperor felt very comfortable when photographed.

He waved his hand and said very proudly: "It is my will that King Ming does not have to go to the palace to pay his respects if he has nothing to do. He does not need to participate in the government affairs and just take a good rest. As for the concubines..."

The emperor shook his head regretfully: "With the current situation, it is definitely impossible to continue the family line. Let's leave it like this. At worst, I will adopt a child from the royal family in the future."

"The Emperor is so generous, and Prince Ming will definitely be grateful."

The emperor laughed happily when he heard this and waved his hand: "Please wait for me to change my clothes. I want to go to bed."

"yes."

…

Perhaps the emperor really trusted Dr. Fang, or was so confident in his poison that he didn't even ask anyone to check it, and just believed in Prince Ming's orders. Not long ago, even the number of spies lurking outside Prince Ming's palace was reduced by half.

There is no need to go to court or enter the palace. Prince Ming is in a good mood and naturally spends time with Lan Shuang in the palace.

The only fly in the ointment was that Lan Shuang's health had never recovered. He was aroused by Lan Shuang every day, but he could only watch and couldn't eat, and he was almost bursting from the pain. At this time, the prescription of the imperial doctor Fang actually exerted the correct effect.

Well, it dispels poison and suppresses fire.

Prince Ming drank a bowl every morning and evening. While drinking, he looked at Lan Shuang resentfully. Lan Shuang looked at her notebook without changing her expression. After being stared at for a long time, she even raised her head and smiled at him, "Your Majesty, you must drink medicine on time to get well."

quick."

Prince Ming: "..."

He dumbfounded and took a sip of the bitter medicinal soup, then came to Lan Shuang, lifted her chin and kissed her. The last mouthful of the soup was always particularly rich, and it just flowed along the lips and between the teeth.

, the bitter Lan Shuang kept frowning, and tried to push King Ming away, but was caught by his wrist, raised above his head, and pressed down on the couch.

This is revenge, and it is also drinking poison to quench thirst.

The soup was pushed back and forth between the two people, gradually becoming warmer, but in the end it couldn't escape the fate of being swallowed by Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang was so angry that she wanted to bite someone, but King Ming pinched the side of her face with his other hand, causing an even more intense attack.

Parting his lips, he stood up. Prince Ming's eyes were full of bright smiles and the joy of succeeding in his prank. Lust accumulated in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. A slight movement evoked countless amorous feelings.

Lan Shuang looked at it and couldn't get angry anymore. She had such superficial control over her appearance and there was no way she could be saved.

The two argued for a while, and when they sat up again, their clothes were a little wrinkled. Lan Shuang leaned her head on Prince Ming's shoulder and complained softly: "Look at what you did with the new dress I made yesterday."

Prince Ming smiled and helped her heal: "It's my fault. Let the embroiderer come tomorrow and make you a few more clothes. You can do whatever you want."

Lan Shuang chuckled: "That's pretty much it."

"Dong dong dong——"

Lan Shuang and Prince Ming looked up at the same time, and saw Yu Xiao knocking on the door, looking at them unnaturally, then lowering his head, "Prince and concubine, Prince Rong has gone to the British government to hire someone."

"Apply?" Lan Shuang sat up straight and said with emotion: "Your Majesty made this move very cleverly."

King Ming became interested: "How?"

Lan Shuang did not hide it, and analyzed it for him, "In terms of status, Lan Yuning is just the adopted daughter of the British prince, not even a concubine. Logically speaking, she is not qualified to marry into the royal family, but she became

Prince Rong's side concubine seems to be a concubine, but in fact he promotes her, but if the good concubine is dissatisfied with her, her life will not be easy, and it will be easy for both parties to separate. "

Lan Shuang smiled inexplicably: "Liang Fei's mother clan and the British Duke's family will definitely not be able to live in harmony forever, unless one of them puts down their dignity, and this is one of them."

"Secondly, although Lan Yuning entered the palace as a side concubine, she was treated the same as a principal concubine. She wore red clothes, walked through the main entrance, and gave a betrothal gift that was 20 cents less than that of a principal concubine.

Isn't this a slap in the face of the future princess? In the future, when the princess comes, there will be a concubine who comes in first and is almost on an equal footing with her. Who can feel comfortable? "

Lan Shuang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and King Ming nodded: "Once there is an imbalance, the two people will definitely fight among themselves, and the back house will be unrest, and even the forces on both sides will not be able to live in peace. It is a good check and balance for King Rong's right-hand man, so there is no need to

I'm worried that with the help of the British public, he may have some inappropriate thoughts."

Yu Xiao listened silently on the side and marveled. Who said that the princess was vulgar? With such a brain, even ten Lan Yuning couldn't play with her, right?

The prince's future life will be much better.

"When the day Lan Yuning gets married, I will have to give her a big gift."

Lan Shuang's smile was concealed, and she had already thought about what she wanted to give.

…

Lan Yuning's marriage was not honorable after all. If she could get married as soon as possible, she had to get married as soon as possible, so the wedding date was set in October.

It is a coincidence that one of the two young ladies from the British government had just gotten married on the eighth day of September, and the other was married on the eighth day of October.

There is exactly one month difference, but the status is completely different.

According to the ritual system of this dynasty, the emperor's brothers are named princes, which is the first rank, while the emperor's sons, except the crown prince, are all named county princes, the second rank. Those who are weak can leave the palace and leave the palace. If they have made great achievements, they can be promoted.

As the prince, the rest will be promoted after the crown prince ascends the throne.

Therefore, Lan Shuang is the first-class princess, and Lan Yuning is just a second-class concubine. Moreover, Prince Ming is the uncle of Prince Rong. Lan Shuang's status has risen even more, and Lan Yuning has to give a grand ceremony when she sees Lan Shuang.

Thinking of this, Lan Yuning was so angry that she couldn't eat or sleep.

(End of chapter)