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

Chapter 49 Prince, please respect yourself49

King Rong was so excited that he wanted to overthrow King Ming and make meritorious service in front of the emperor, and for a moment he didn't even notice the emperor's impatience.

He suddenly stood up, lifted the hem of his robe and knelt down directly. The emperor was so frightened that he asked sternly: "What are you doing?"

These naughty sons like him would never give such a big gift if nothing happened. Once they did, it would definitely be up to no good.

Countless conjectures had already passed through the emperor's mind, but what King Rong said next was something he never expected.

"Father, I am here today to expose Uncle Wang. I suspect that he is deliberately pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, but in fact he is hiding his power and biding his time, waiting for the opportunity to act, with the intention of usurping power and seizing the throne!"

Every word King Rong spoke was sonorous and powerful, and every word hit the emperor's heart.

"What did you say?"

The emperor suddenly jumped up from his chair, his expression was filled with fear and fear, which finally turned into anger, "Tell me again, how do you know he is faking it?"

Faced with the suddenly furious Emperor, King Rong was not afraid at all. He added some spice to what Lan Yuning had said to him and told the Emperor.

After hearing this, the emperor sat back in his chair blankly, frowned and murmured: "Even so, it can't be..."

"Father." King Rong interrupted the emperor. Normally, this would be disrespectful, but now the emperor has no intention of caring about it.

"Whether it is true or not, you will know once you try it, but it is better to believe it than to believe it. If a momentary omission leads to a catastrophe in the future, the gain outweighs the loss! Therefore, after I learned about this matter, I reported it to my father as soon as possible.

, I just hope that my father will be prepared, so that if Uncle Ming Wang does harbor evil intentions, my father will not be caught off guard."

He spoke sincerely, as if he was really a good son who shared his father's worries.

The emperor fell silent, and countless images came to him. He remembered the grace of King Ming back then, the late emperor once praised him for his ancestral style, and the unsmiling Taifu also said that he was a rare gentleman in the world. If he does not fall into high aspirations in the future,

He will definitely accomplish great things and leave his name in history.

Another person might feel intimidated by this kind of compliment, but that person was the Ninth Prince, the Ming Prince who was famous all over the world. He just laughed it off and accepted it calmly. His confidence was enough to make countless people feel ashamed.

Would such a person really be devastated by those blows?

Perhaps, he was really just pretending, keeping a low profile and waiting for a sure kill.

As for who to kill...it's obvious, isn't it?

The emperor suddenly felt very cold, and he shivered from the cold.

He gripped the armrests of the chair and woke up. His eyes slowly swept across the spacious and quaint royal study, and then looked at King Rong kneeling on the ground. He made a decision in an instant.

"You are right." The emperor said solemnly: "I would rather believe it than believe it. You stand down first. You don't need to get involved in this matter. There must be no third person in the conversation between you and me today.

You know, do you understand?"

Prince Rong raised his head and looked into the emperor's dark eyes, and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand for him to leave.

After King Rong left, he called Li Jian and gave him some instructions. Li Jian raised his head in surprise, and after a moment he knelt down and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm doing this. If anything goes wrong, I'll put a head on my neck to apologize."

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On October 20th, the emperor held a grand family banquet in the palace and invited all the princes to come to the palace to talk.

Euphemistically called: I want to see these siblings and sons.

Lan Shuang smiled when she heard this, "It sounds better to say it than to sing it. Who believes this? When did he value family ties so much?"

"It's just the Hongmen Banquet. It must have been something Lan Yuning said to Prince Rong. Didn't Prince Rong go to the palace to meet the emperor a few days ago? He even spied with him in the imperial study for half an hour."

Prince Ming wrote as he spoke, but he didn't feel panic at all.

Lan Shuang lowered her hand holding the fan, leaned on the couch and asked, "Is the painting finished? Can I move?"

King Ming nodded: "Okay."

After hearing this, Lan Shuang immediately got up and went to bed, walked behind King Ming and looked down at his paintings.

In the painting, a beauty is lying on the couch in purple clothes, with a slim and graceful figure. The folding fan in her hand casually covers half of her face. It seems that she heard someone calling her. She turned her head slightly and looked here, with smiles in her eyes and red lips.

Pick it up lightly, but stop talking if you want to.

Lan Shuang looked at it for a long time, "Is this me?"

Prince Ming was amused by her serious tone: "What else?"

He gently helped the beauty draw her eyebrows, then stopped writing, turned around and stared at Lan Shuang again: "Isn't it similar?"

Lan Shuang shook her head gently: "How can I be so beautiful? Your paintings are almost like immortals."

After Ming Wang finished the last stroke, he put the pen back and gently touched the tip of Lan Shuang's nose with his finger, "This is you. You are so beautiful in my eyes."

Lan Shuang slapped Prince Ming's hand with a round fan and glared at him: "I think beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Prince Ming laughed easily, and then his laughter became louder and louder.

Lan Shuang couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it so funny?"

Prince Ming smiled and shook his head, took a step back, lost his balance, and fell into an armchair.

Lan Shuang: "???"

It happened that Yun Fu floated in from outside casually, and was still muttering: "Hey, I heard that you are going to the palace for a banquet today. Do you want me to prepare some antidote for you in advance? Ouch!"

The last sentence was broken somehow. Lan Shuang turned her head in confusion. Yunfu stood at the door a little embarrassed, "Hey, I knew I should have knocked on the door. I didn't expect the princess to be here. I'm sorry."

It sounds like they did something in there.

Lan Shuang put down her fan and showed her whole face: "Master Yun, come in, I'm just talking to the prince."

"Oh, that's it."

Yunfu Shiran walked in and closed the door. However, as soon as he got closer, his eyes fell on Lan Shuang's face, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Lan Shuang: "..."

No matter how slow she was, she still realized that there was something on her face.

She frowned and turned to look at King Ming, only to see him quietly getting up and preparing to run away. Don't make it too obvious that he was guilty.

Lan Shuang grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back, "If you still want to run, stretch out your hand."

King Ming smiled coyly: "I didn't mean it."

Lan Shuang smiled kindly: "Hand."

Prince Ming pursed his lips and stretched out his right hand. When he was drawing just now, he accidentally got some ink on it. It didn't affect him when he was holding the pen, but he just touched the tip of Lan Shuang's nose and it got on it.

Lan Shuang suddenly felt her vision darken, and she quickly looked for something in the room that could reflect people. Seeing this, Yun Fu kindly handed her his small mirror: "Here, you're welcome."

Lan Shuang: "..."

She lowered her head and looked at the exquisitely crafted small bronze mirror handed to her. Not to mention the intricate patterns engraved on it, there were also several gems embedded in the handle.

Just like its owner.

So the question is, why do you, a grown man, carry around a small bronze mirror with you all day long?!

Yunfu: Your character cannot be lost~

Ming Wang: Are you sure you are not a slut?

(End of chapter)