Chapter 8 Prince, please respect yourself 8

Lan Shuang didn't know when she fell asleep last night. Anyway, when she woke up, King Ming was no longer there. The quilt on the couch was half lifted, as neatly as if it had been placed that way.

Lan Shuang stretched out, got up and wanted to go to the ground, but she brought something down on her legs.

"Huh?" She lowered her head to pick it up and found it was a snow-white handkerchief. "Where did you get the handkerchief on the bed?"

888: "It was available last night."

"Really? I didn't pay attention. Is there anything special about it?"

Lan Shuang looked around and saw nothing special.

888: "Ah, this..."

"Squeak——"

King Ming pushed the door open and came in. He happened to look at Lan Shuang who was holding the handkerchief with both hands and looked at each other. Then his eyes moved down and fell on the handkerchief, and his expression suddenly became strange.

"You...just leave it like this, you don't need to do anything."

After King Ming finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair into the house.

Lan Shuang blinked blankly: "Should I do it? Why should I do it?"

888 added in a low voice: "Host, I haven't finished what I just said. This is actually Yuanpa."

After saying that, his face turned red and he covered his eyes with his hands shyly.

Lan Shuang frowned: "What element...ah!"

She suddenly realized that in ancient times, the veil used to take over a woman's wedding night was called Yuan Pa. Because nothing happened last night, this thing was white.

No, that's not the point!

Not counting the fact that she had been looking at this thing for a long time, Prince Ming also saw it...

No wonder his expression was like that just now.

"What a moment of death!" Lan Shuang squeezed the handkerchief tightly, wishing to destroy it immediately.

888: "Host, please calm down. Prince Ming just said that you don't need to touch this thing. It should still be useful. Let it go first."

Lan Shuang snorted lowly and put the handkerchief on the table.

Prince Ming sat in front of the couch with a heavy gaze: "Today I will go back to the front yard to live. If you don't like the furnishings here, you can ask the housekeeper to change them. You won't need to enter the palace for a while. I will go to thank you and you can recognize me in the mansion."

"Okay, no problem."

Lan Shuang sat down at the table, "Can someone come in and change the water now?"

King Ming nodded: "It's up to you."

After saying that, he didn't leave and just sat there. Lan Shuang looked at him doubtfully.

Before she could ask, someone suddenly knocked on the door: "I'd like to send my regards to the prince and princess. I'm here to collect the Yuanpa."

Lan Shuang suddenly realized that the performance started early in the morning, so she had to cooperate with him and pretend to be at odds.

The emperor doesn't like Prince Ming. If he falls in love with Prince Ming, won't he become a thorn in his side?

She cleared her throat and said loudly: "Come in -"

As soon as she finished speaking, a nun in dark brown palace dress walked in, bowed to her and Prince Ming, her eyes fell on the bed, and she was slightly startled when she didn't see what she wanted.

Lan Shuang picked up Yuanpa and said, "Here it is."

Grandma was surprised, "This...how can a working princess be so easy..."

"It's not used anyway. It's very clean. Take it."

"……yes."

When grandma reached out to take it, her eyes were complicated and she could not hide her sympathy.

Tsk tsk tsk, you didn’t do anything during the bridal night, wouldn’t it become a joke in Kyoto if word spread about it?

Prince Ming is so cruel!

How could such a beautiful woman like a flower be able to endure it?

She sighed silently, glanced at Lan Shuang with pity, put the handkerchief into the wooden box, closed the lid and looked at Prince Ming who was sitting silently in front of the couch, looking at his face like an iceberg.

Alas, they are all poor people, how will they live in the future?

She bowed to King Ming and said, "My slave, please leave."

Prince Ming didn't even raise his eyelids, "Yeah."

Nanny hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, met Yu Xiao and Bi Qing, said nothing, and left in a hurry.

Biqing frowned in confusion: "Did your butt burn? Are you in such a hurry?"

Yu Xiao glanced at her and said nothing. She knocked on the door and got permission before entering. She didn't dare to look around and walked to Prince Ming: "Your Majesty, it's time to change clothes."

"Well, let's go."

Prince Ming was sitting in a wheelchair, and Yu Xiao pushed him out. When passing by Lan Shuang, Lan Shuang waved to them: "Slow down."

Yu Xiao's eyebrows skipped a beat, this princess was really... lively.

After Biqing and others had left, she came in with a tray, changed a pot of tea for Lan Shuang, and put a few plates of snacks on it. Lan Shuang could finally drink water.

Afterwards, breakfast was delivered from the kitchen. After Lan Shuang washed and changed her clothes, she ate and drank and began to wait quietly.

Within half an hour, Lan Shuang saw a man wearing a willow-leaf green gown walking slowly from a distance, followed by a group of people in the distance.

Biqing was surprised: "Why is there a foreigner in the backyard?"

Lan Shuang was calmer than her. She squinted her eyes for a while and said, "He should be the housekeeper of the palace."

"Ah? So young?"

Biqing turned around in disbelief and looked at the person getting closer and closer, "And he looks too...too delicate?"

She doesn't know that many words of praise, she only knows that delicateness is used to praise people's good looks, so she uses it like that.

But in Lan Shuang's eyes, the person in front of her could be described as a boy or a girl.

Handsome and somewhat feminine.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to change clothes and pretend to be a woman.

Unlike King Ming, although King Ming is also very handsome, his facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and his lines are strong, making him look very oppressive at first glance.

This guy looked smiling and had no temper, but Lan Shuang had an intuition that he was also a ruthless character.

"My subordinate Yu Heng has met the princess."

"Yu Heng?" Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows, "What is your relationship with Yu Xiao who is beside the prince?"

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Heng smiled and said: "So the surname given by the prince, we all have the surname Yu."

"I see." Lan Shuang didn't ask why she was given the surname Yu, even if her surname was Cao, it had nothing to do with her.

"These are the only people in the palace?" Lan Shuang glanced behind him. The maids and servants were divided into two rows, lined up.

"Yes, the prince is violent and murderous, so there are not many people in the palace."

Yu Heng also spoke gently and gently, but the meaning behind his words was really unpleasant.

Who are you trying to scare?

Lan Shuang's expression did not change, and she even had a hint of a smile: "What about the maid that the prince asked you to find for me?"

Yu Heng didn't expect Lan Shuang's reaction, and there was a bit of amusement in his eyes.

He turned around and ordered two people to come out: "Yuan Fei, Yan Ming, these two maids are clever and clever, what do you think, Princess?"

Lan Shuang raised her eyes and glanced at them. They looked to be around sixteen or seventeen years old. They were so young that they could pinch water. They looked delicate and soft. Their eyes thought they were hiding their ambitions well, but in fact they were all ambitions.

She suddenly darkened her face: "No matter what, change it."

After saying that, she stood up and walked out, stood on the steps, looked around, and casually nodded to the two maids: "You - and you, what's your name?"

The two looked at each other and stepped out.

"This slave is sleeping in the cold."

"Slave's sleep is fragrant."

"Zhenhan, Mianxiang, these two names sound good, it's yours. From now on, you will stay in my courtyard and be the maids."

"Thank you, Princess!"

The two maids were very happy.

Yu Heng was surprised, how could she pick the two safest ones so accurately?

"Is there anything about Yuan Fei and Yan Ming that doesn't please the princess?" he asked tentatively.

Lan Shuang didn't say anything, but when she turned around, she gave him a meaningful look and raised her eyebrows, as if to say: How dare you show off your little thoughts in front of me?

(End of chapter)

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