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

Chapter 9 Prince, please respect yourself 9

Yu Heng suddenly felt that his little thoughts had no place to hide, and he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal, and his eyes when he looked at Lan Shuang were different.

This princess is not simple.

Lan Shuang dropped that look and turned around, leaving Yu Heng and the others with a mysterious and proud back.

Not to mention that the look in the eyes of the two maids could not be concealed from Lan Shuang, who has seen countless people. What's more, she also has the 888 plug-in.

She just asked, "Who is trustworthy?"

888: "The third one from the left and the fourth one from the right, one is called Zhenhan and the other is Mianxiang. They are from King Ming. They also have some boxing skills, and the two Yu Hengxuan chose are fine works sent by others.

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So Lan Shuang ordered Zhenhan and Mianxiang.

But she would definitely not tell Yu Heng, so she would just let him remain in awe of her.

After Lan Shuang entered, she said to Biqing: "Close the door and see the guests off."

Biqing bowed: "Yes."

She walked to the door and winked at Zhenhan and Mianxiang, and they stood guard at the door.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Yu Heng hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hey - Princess, please wait."

Lan Shuang sat at the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip without raising her eyelids: "Is there anything else?"

Yu Hengchong waved from behind, and someone immediately came forward with a tray of account books. Yu Heng said with a smile: "This is the account of the palace, and I would like to ask the princess to take a look."

Lan Shuang said to 888: "Look, you're testing me again. It's really tiring to talk to such a fussy person."

888: "Do you want to see it, host? Since King Ming has the ability to raise an army to rebel, he should be quite rich, right?"

"Am I such a money-obsessed person?" Lan Shuang was dissatisfied and spoke righteously.

888 immediately apologized and said, "Yes, I was thinking too narrowly."

Lan Shuang looked at Yu Heng, glanced at the pile of ledgers, and paused, well, it's so thick, how much does it cost?

"No need, the palace's accounts have nothing to do with me, I'm not interested. Whoever you were in charge of before will still be in charge of it. Just pay me my monthly salary on time. Just step down."

Yu Heng: "?"

Seeing that he was silent and silent, Bi Qing raised her hand and closed the door.

Yu Heng: "..."

He frowned fiercely, what happened to this man?

Play hard to get?

After looking for a while and not getting an answer, he turned around and waved to the others: "Let's go. Serve the princess with all your heart in the future and don't be negligent."

"yes."

Yu Heng strode back, planning to wait for Prince Ming to come back and talk to him properly.

…

At this time, King Ming, whom he was talking about, had just entered the palace and was carried all the way to the harem. Only then was he helped down by Yu Xiao and sat in a wheelchair.

The eunuch Lu Yuan who greeted him outside showed pity in his eyes.

"My lord, be careful. I will push you in, right?"

King Ming said solemnly: "No need."

Yu Xiao pushed him into the hall.

The emperor and empress sat at the top, and the princes and princesses sat at the bottom. When they heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling, they all looked up.

Those eyes were of various colors, and most of them fell on Prince Ming's legs.

King Ming didn't squint his eyes and pretended he didn't see it. When he went out, he put on the mask again.

It is said that King Ming not only injured his legs in that battle, but also disabled his face, leaving indelible scars, so he wore a mask to cover it up.

This further added to his terrifying reputation.

The emperor was very satisfied with his ghostly appearance. He was dressed in a half-new crescent white robe, wrapped in a half-dead man. It was a perfect match!

However, he was used to pretending, so when he saw Prince Ming coming, he quickly put on a concerned expression: "Ninth brother, you are here. We just got married yesterday. Why don't you wear something more festive?"

The queen also agreed: "Yes, and why is it that only the ninth brother is here? Where is your princess?"

She even glanced behind King Ming specifically.

Prince Ming's exposed lips pursed into a straight line, and the word "unpleasant" was written unabashedly in his eyes.

"She's sick and can't get up."

The emperor and the queen looked at each other: "Are you sick?"

Prince Ming said impatiently: "Well, I thank the emperor for your kindness in granting me a marriage, but this princess is really vulgar, and I don't like it very much."

Thinking of the clean yuan handkerchief that grandma sent before, and looking at King Ming's expression, the emperor finally felt relieved. It seems that he really doesn't like it. That's good, that's good.

He persuaded with "sincerity": "Old Jiu, after all she is the princess you are marrying. Although she is...a bit simple, she is good-looking and has a family background that matches yours. Just be patient and wait for a while."

As time goes by, maybe you'll feel good about it, since feelings come from getting along."

"That's right. If you are a husband and wife, you will be kind to each other for a hundred days. In the future, there will be more people taking care of you and talking to you intimately. This palace and the emperor will also be able to rest assured."

Prince Ming sneered in his heart. He couldn't pretend to be affectionate, so he simply broke the pot and said, "Humph, I will never fall in love with that mountain village woman in this life! Please don't try to persuade the emperor or empress, lest your feelings be hurt."

He gripped the armrests of his wheelchair so tightly that veins popped out on the back of his hands.

The emperor took a quick look and felt more and more happy, "Oh, you, okay, if you are not satisfied, I will look for a few more for you in the future."

After that, he pulled him and talked a lot about brothers and sisters. From the perspective of an uninformed outsider, they thought they were really brothers.

When King Ming's patience reached its peak, the emperor pretended to let him have a meal in the palace. King Ming immediately excused himself and wanted to go back because he had not had a good rest last night. The emperor "understanding" let him go and rewarded him with a lot of medicinal materials and supplements.

Tea, by the way, I would like to give Lan Shuang some satin jewelry.

At least it should be acceptable in terms of face.

…

Lan Shuang was originally reading a storybook, but when the emperor's reward arrived, she lazily stood up and leaned against the door: "Who gave it to you? Your Majesty?"

Yu Xiao pushed Prince Ming in. Upon hearing this, Prince Ming nodded: "I'll have your share delivered."

"Thank you."

Lan Shuang got a little interested and reached out to touch the watery material. It felt smooth, light and cool.

"Tsk, is the emperor in a good mood?"

"Well, you also advised me to have a good life with you."

King Ming said this with unclear meaning.

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "It seems you did a good job."

Prince Ming's thin lips curled up slightly: "To each other."

Lan Shuang chuckled lightly, "Then I'll come back in three days, and I'll go back by myself?"

"You still want me to accompany you?" Prince Ming asked.

"It's not impossible. I want to take advantage of the prince's power."

Lan Shuang smiled and rolled her eyes. At first glance, she did look like a fox.

"The fox pretends to be the tiger's power...who are you trying to scare?" There was a hint of interest in King Ming's eyes.

Lan Shuang's fingertips traced across the satin, her long eyelashes were lowered, her red lips were slightly curved, her voice seemed to be dipped in honey, and it sounded sweet and sweet, "Of course she is - the good sister who encouraged me to escape from marriage."

Prince Ming looked at her steadily: "Really?"

"Your Majesty, you don't believe me?" Lan Shuang's gaze slowly fell on his mask, then moved down to his thin lips. She paused for a moment before moving away.

"You'll find out after you come with me tomorrow."

(End of chapter)