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

Chapter 65 Prince, please respect yourself64

After Lan Shuang finished writing the last sentence, she straightened up and held her chin with one hand, tilted her head to look at King Ming, and said seriously but not so seriously: "Because I don't want you to be misunderstood and be recorded in the name of killing the king and killing the brother.

In the annals of history.”

There was light in her eyes, and she hooked the jade pendant on King Ming's waist with her other hand to play with it. She lowered her eyes and said, "I want you to come clean and leave innocently."

King Ming was caught off guard and received a knowing blow.

He didn't expect Lan Shuang's reason to be this. No, this was not a reason, it was clearly a love story.

His earlobes burned uncontrollably, and his face and neck turned red.

Prince Ming lowered his hands to his sides and restrained himself again and again. Finally, he couldn't restrain himself and grabbed Lan Shuang's wrist.

Lan Shuang raised her eyes in confusion: "Huh?"

"Well--"

The next moment, her body became light and she was pulled over by a strong force, and then she changed positions.

She stared blankly at King Ming, who was very close at hand, with the hard and smooth table beneath her.

She was lifted up by Prince Ming and placed on the table...

Lan Shuang couldn't help but ask: "I wanted to ask before, why are you so strong?"

"How can you go into battle and kill the enemy if you don't have much strength?" Prince Ming chuckled and rubbed Lan Shuang's face. He put his other hand on her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"I also have a question I've been wanting to ask you."

Prince Ming stared at Lan Shuang closely.

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Ask."

"Why do you always tease me intentionally or unintentionally?"

Prince Ming's voice suddenly became deeper, tinged with lust, and had a sticky sound when it fell on his ears.

Lan Shuang tilted her head uncomfortably, but she didn't expect that the very experienced hunter had been waiting here for a long time. When the little fox hid, she fell into his trap and was trapped by him, unable to struggle.

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Winter has not left, but spring has come first. There is a faint fragrance floating in the room, some people are singing softly, and some people are enjoying their prey with great patience.

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In the end, Lan Shuang became unconscious. She didn't know when she was taken back to the room. She woke up in a daze at night, ate something and went back to sleep, but she was always thinking about her words.

The next day she remembered this, and when she went to the study to look at it, she found that the storybook was missing. After asking Yu Heng, she found out that King Ming had sent the storybook to his shop early in the morning, and had many copies copied and sold.

I also asked the storyteller in the teahouse to talk about the above content today.

Lan Shuang held her waist and sat down on the chair, unable to help but laugh.

"Where is the prince?"

Yu Heng stood at the door and looked at the heavy snow outside and said: "I entered the palace early in the morning. I should have dealt with the matter of the throne. The country cannot live without a king for a day."

Lan Shuang stopped drinking tea and slowly lowered her eyes, "Yes, a country cannot live without a king for a day."

888: "Wait a minute, if King Ming ascends the throne, will the host be the only one in the harem?"

"He won't choose a concubine then, right?"

After 888 finished speaking, he carefully looked at the host's expression. According to his understanding of the host, it was impossible for her to accept it.

Sure enough, Lan Shuang took a sip of tea and said after a moment of silence: "If he dares to take a concubine, I will kick him."

"Although it is normal for ancient emperors to have three palaces and six courtyards, I can't accept it. I'm not happy. When the time comes, I will go directly to the next world so that we can get together and relax."

888: "Is the host willing to give up?"

Lan Shuang chuckled softly: "This is not a matter of reluctance, but a matter of principle. If I stay because I can't let it go, wouldn't I be disgusting with myself? Which one do you choose, a lifetime of grief or a moment of sadness?"

888 thought for a while: "I choose the second one."

"By the way," Lan Shuang spread her hands and said, "I can find someone better and more obedient then, so why hang myself on a tree."

888: "Actually, there is no need to be too pessimistic. What if he is willing to protect himself for you?"

"Then I'll stay." Lan Shuang was very open-minded, "I won't abandon him unless he does something sorry for me."

Yu Heng didn't know that Lan Shuang was talking to 888. When he saw her just sitting and drinking tea, he felt a little uneasy. The princess looked like she couldn't tolerate sand in her eyes. If something happened in the future, she and the prince might not end up well.

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He was a little worried and thought that he should remind the prince.

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At this time, King Ming was sitting in the royal study, watching Li Jian bring a child to him, "Your Majesty, this is the tenth prince. His biological mother has a very low status. She contracted the cold many years ago."

Prince Ming nodded: "Step back."

"yes."

Li Jian glanced at the tenth prince and thought, King Ming rushed all the princes to the fiefdom, leaving only the youngest tenth prince. Is he afraid he wants to be the regent?

But he can ascend the throne on his own, so why bother?

Li Jian couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to think too much. He could save his life and be kept in the palace to serve by Prince Ming.

If he hadn't been smarter, he might have died silently soon.

After Li Jian left, Prince Ming waved to the timid and frightened Tenth Prince: "Come here, let me take a look at you."

The tenth prince was so frightened that he looked around and saw that no one could save him. He could only walk over and whispered: "Uncle Nine Emperors."

Prince Ming looked better and nodded: "Well, what's your name?"

The tenth prince said calmly: "Jun Ming."

"Jun Ming...what a name." Prince Ming reached out and touched the tenth prince's head: "How old are you this year? Seven or eight?"

The Tenth Prince: "Back to Uncle Nine Emperors, he is eight years old."

The child's eyes were clear and he seemed quite well-behaved. He didn't look like the dog emperor's son at all. He seemed to have realized that Prince Ming had no ill intentions. The tenth prince relaxed a little and dared to look directly at Prince Ming.

King Ming looked at him for a moment and suddenly asked: "Do you want to be emperor?"

The face of the tenth prince changed drastically, and he knelt down in fear: "No... I don't want to, my nephew just wants to live well."

"Don't be afraid, I'm not testing you, I'm sincere." Prince Ming stood up, pulled the tenth prince up, and led him outside the royal study.

The two of them stood on the steps and looked at the palaces in the distance. The white snow could not cover the crested ibises and green tiles.

The tenth prince had never seen the palace like this before, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned. He heard the uncle Ninth Emperor next to him said: "I don't want to be the emperor, but this country needs a person in power. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want it or not.

, I will give this position to you."

The tenth prince was stunned: "Ah?"

"Why don't you want to?"

He didn't want to do it because he was afraid and didn't want to be killed, but if this pie really hit him, he would not refuse, but what did the Nine Emperors Uncle do?

Prince Ming turned around and smiled. The tenth prince could not understand that smile at that time, and he only felt it was very gentle.

King Ming said: "Power, wealth, and honor may be attractive to the eyes, but those who have fallen to the bottom will not despise these things."

(End of chapter)