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

Chapter 6 Prince, please respect yourself 6

Prince Ming was silent for a moment, and he pushed the wheelchair closer to the bed. Lan Shuang's face remained unchanged, and she was distracted and complained to 888, "Xiao Baba, should I say it, Prince Ming takes off the mask, this face is real

looks good."

888 rubbed his hands: "Hehehehe, this is a dangerous and charming villain. In the later period, he overthrew the emperor, stirred up chaos in the entire court, and became a tyrant that everyone respected, but there were still a lot of women who came to succeed him.

Isn’t it because I’m attracted to this face?”

Lan Shuang deeply agreed: "Well, such a face does have the ability to confuse all living beings."

Her wanton gaze made Prince Ming slightly uncomfortable, and he asked in a deep voice: "What are you looking at?"

Lan Shuang said calmly: "You."

"Me?" King Ming narrowed his eyes, pushed the wheelchair to Lan Shuang, came a little closer, reached out and pinched her chin, and asked: "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking." Lan Shuang didn't panic at all, and even gave him a smile. Then she pulled his hand away and sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that she's not my type."

Prince Ming: "..."

He almost laughed out of anger, "You are really not afraid of death when you say something about liking someone else in front of your husband."

"What are you afraid of? Our engagement is just a ridiculous joke anyway. Sooner or later we will get together and part ways." Lan Shuang reached out and patted King Ming on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I will definitely not pester you.

When the time comes, just go ahead and marry the person you like."

Prince Ming looked at her with a smile on his face, as if trying to distinguish the truth from falsehood in her words: "Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on it."

Lan Shuang slowly took back her hand, "I should give these words to you."

Their eyes faced each other, and there were faint sparks shooting out, mixed with an imminent murderous aura.

The lanterns exploded, dazzling King Ming. He then calmed down his momentum and leaned back, "Since you said three things during the day, I will believe you for now, but if you violate one, I will

Your life."

The tone is dull, but the duller it is, the more dangerous it is.

Lan Shuang nodded: "Yes, I will remember it."

Prince Ming slowly stretched out his hand: "Since we will be under the same roof from now on, let's make a three-part agreement."

Without waiting for Lan Shuang's consent, he said to himself: "First, you are not allowed to step into the study without my permission."

"Two, you are not allowed to have physical contact with me without my permission, and of course, other people are not allowed either."

"Three, don't take the initiative to bother me without my permission."

After hearing this, 888 shook his head in displeasure: "What? It's so overbearing."

Lan Shuang chuckled, "Anyway, I don't really want to have unnecessary contact with him, so I can avoid him legitimately."

888: "Oh, that's true."

King Ming saw Lan Shuang looking at him with a smile, but said nothing. It was rare that his conscience found out and he thought about it. Well, he was a bit overbearing. It sounded like he was guarding against flower pickers.

He coughed lightly and made up for it: "Of course, other than that, you are free. You can go to other places in this palace, and you can use the money in the palace as you like, as long as you don't cause any trouble to me. As for people,

, I will ask Yu Xiao to bring two maids tomorrow, the one next to you is too stupid."

Lan Shuang nodded, "Well, it's quite reasonable. I have one last question."

"you say."

"How are we going to sleep at night?"

Prince Ming: "..."

He paused and licked his dry lips, "You sleep here and I'll sleep in the front yard."

"Okay, that's it, let's go slowly without seeing him off."

Lan Shuang waved her hand at him and smiled happily.

Prince Ming frowned slowly. Why did he feel like he was being disliked?

"Not tonight. It's our wedding night after all. We have to be in the same room just to show off. You sleep on the bed and I sleep on the couch."

After King Ming finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair towards the couch.

Lan Shuang took a look and saw that the couch was very wide and long, more than enough for Prince Ming to sleep on, but there were no quilts or pillows on it.

Thinking that he was a bit responsible for not letting her sleep on the bed directly, Lan Shuang didn't mind helping him.

She stood up, took a quilt and pillow from the bed and threw them on the couch. Prince Ming was stunned: "You——"

Lan Shuang lowered her eyebrows and helped him lay out the bedding, put the pillow upright and patted it, "Here, go to sleep."

Prince Ming hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Help me up."

Lan Shuang's eyes fell uncontrollably on King Ming's legs, and King Ming immediately became wary: "What? You don't want to?"

Lan Shuang shook her head and asked 888 in her heart: "Is his leg really lame?"

888 mercilessly exposed it: "It's fake and it's deliberately confusing."

Lan Shuang: "..." I knew it was an old routine in novels.

"Help, just help." Lan Shuang reached out to hold his arm and put it on her shoulders, lifting him up.

Prince Ming glanced at her thin arms and put most of his weight on Lan Shuang without any psychological burden.

The pressure made Lan Shuang stumble, and she accidentally tripped over the footrest. Unsteady, she pulled Ming Wang and they both fell into the bright red quilt.

"Um……"

Lan Shuang was at the bottom, and Prince Ming was at the top, almost suffocating Lan Shuang to death.

"Help...help!"

Prince Ming: "..."

A moment of discomfort flashed across his face, "Sorry."

After saying two words dryly, he didn't know what to say and could only look at Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang stretched out her hand to push him and said with difficulty: "Then you should get off of me!"

"Oh." King Ming suddenly understood, turned over and lay on his back on the couch.

Lan Shuang covered her waist and moved, "Hiss--" She took a sharp breath, and then moaned lowly, "It hurts, ah... I think I've twisted it."

Her delicate face was wrinkled, her lips seemed to be a lot lighter, and she looked really painful.

Prince Ming frowned, "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"

"waist--"

Lan Shuang held her waist and stood up in a very strange posture, like a zombie with a waist support, leaning down to the ground.

Prince Ming sat up and looked at her complicatedly: "Should I ask someone to deliver medicinal oil?"

"No need." Lan Shuang waved her hand, "It's just a twist. Don't bother with it at night. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Maybe it will be fine overnight."

King Ming was about to say something but stopped, but when he saw Lan Shuang sitting back on the bed, he swallowed his words again.

"It's getting late. I'm a little sleepy. I'll go to bed first. Your Majesty, you can do it yourself."

Lan Shuang climbed onto the bed, put down the bed curtain, took off her coat and threw it out.

The bright red wedding dress just fell on the clothes.

The veins on King Ming's forehead suddenly jumped, and this scene was inexplicably fragrant.

He lay back down without saying a word, didn't take off his clothes, and just slept in his clothes.

Lan Shuang lay on the bed and cried silently, "What a bad luck, Xiao Ba Ba, do you have any plaster?"

888: "This, yes, it does exist, but it needs to be exchanged for resentment points. One hundred resentments is worth one post."

Lan Shuang's eyes lit up and she became angry: "Then how much resentment do I have now?"

888 said slowly: "-10"

Lan Shuang: "???"

Say it again if you dare!

888: I didn’t mean it~

(End of chapter)