Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 37 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 37
When King Ming heard this, he looked at Lan Shuang's full bloomed lips that had been ravaged too much, and countless beautiful and colorful pictures flashed in his mind.

Burnt ears to the side of the face are red.

Lan Shuang's sharp eyes caught it, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, tsk tsk tsk, quite innocent.

King Ming coughed lightly, put down the porcelain cup, got up and helped Lan Shuang up first, "Slow down."

He put two soft pillows behind Lan Shuang for her to lean on. Since Lan Shuang had no clothes on, he wrapped Lan Shuang in a quilt.

Lan Shuang looked down at herself wrapped up like a silkworm chrysalis, she couldn't even pull her hands out.

"I am like this, do you want me to absorb water through the air?" Lan Shuang looked at King Ming teasingly.

King Ming was hanging up the bed curtain, he couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard the words, he looked back and said softly, "I'll feed you."

Lan Shuang was speechless, her gaze fell on King Ming's lap, her meaning was unclear.

"Xiao Baba, he doesn't intend to hide it in front of me at all, does he? Just give me a medical miracle, guess how he will explain the leg to me later?"

888 thought about it and said, "Maybe it can be said that after the detoxification, the second channel of Ren and Du was opened?"

Lan Shuang: "..."

It's a pity if you don't write a storybook.

As if he didn't notice her gaze, King Ming picked up the pear soup and sat down beside the bed. After taking a spoonful, he tasted the temperature first, and then tasted Lan Shuang's lips: "Ah——"

Lan Shuang lowered her head to hold the spoon in her mouth, moved her lips slightly, and drank the soup. King Ming looked at her eagerly: "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious, not very sweet, but very thirst-quenching." It's very suitable for her broken gong-like voice now.

"There's still a lot, drink it slowly." Ming Wang cheered up, and fed a piece of soft stewed pear meat.

He can eat whatever he feeds Lan Shuang, and we are extremely harmonious for a while when we come and go, the two of them have a tacit understanding about what happened last night and didn't mention it at this time.

After finishing a cup of pear soup, Lan Shuang felt that she had just filled her stomach and was still very hungry.

Soon Yu Heng knocked on the door outside, "My lord, the shredded chicken porridge is ready, do you want to bring it in?"

"Wait."

King Ming got up to open the door, and immediately closed the door after receiving the tray.

Yu Heng: "..."

Didn't he even see a shadow, as for?
King Ming returned with the tray, and Lan Shuang immediately looked at him eagerly.

King Ming smiled lowly: "I asked Yu Heng, it's not suitable for you to eat something too greasy now, so I asked the kitchen to cook shredded chicken porridge, and prepared some... ointment."

Hearing the suspicious pause, Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes: "What ointment?"

King Ming didn't speak, but his eyes slid down her face to the place covered by the quilt.

Lan Shuang: "..."

Alright, take your eyes back, it's impolite to look again.

"Drink the porridge first." Ming Wang gently served Lan Shuang to drink the porridge, his whole body exuded a peaceful and contented atmosphere, Lan Shuang couldn't help but take a second look, thinking that he was very much like a spirit sucking spirit.

After finishing the porridge, King Ming thoughtfully helped Lan Shuang rinse her mouth and wipe her mouth. It was not too considerate, it was completely different from the person who wanted to strangle her to death when they first met.

As if those were her dreams.

When everything was tidied up, Ming Wang washed his hands and walked over with a celadon bottle. When he reached the bedside, he hesitated again.

Lan Shuang looked at him fixedly, and could already foresee the next scene. It would be a lie to say that she was not embarrassed, but she was really in pain, and it was still necessary to take medicine.

Anyway, sooner or later he will be there, so it's better to let him come.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Lan Shuang coughed lightly: "Don't you need to take medicine? A quick fix."

King Ming was choked when he heard this, he coughed twice, his face was completely red, he quietly glanced at Lan Shuang, only to see that Lan Shuang turned his face sideways and looked into the bed, half of his face and even his neck were exposed. All dyed crimson.

It seems that she is not so fearless.

King Ming suddenly regained his balance. He sat down on the edge of the bed, put his hands on the edge of the quilt: "Then I'll start, it may be a little cold and a little painful for a while, you bear with it."

"Ah."

Lan Shuang pursed her lips tightly.

The brocade was lifted, and the cool wind poured in, Lan Shuang couldn't help shivering, but soon she couldn't care about it, feeling the movements of the people around her, Lan Shuang closed her eyes.

All the shame and all the messy thoughts were thrown away by Lan Shuang, only the coldness and prickly pain were particularly obvious.

Seeing her frowning and pursing her lips tightly, King Ming couldn't bear it, so he said something else to divert her attention.

"I didn't leave on purpose, but I thought that your throat must not be able to bear it after so much tossing yesterday. You haven't even got a drop of water, and you're probably very hungry. So I went to the kitchen to make pear soup first. In fact, it's also a way to calm down."

His voice was deep and firm, which made Lan Shuang's heart move slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes: "Calm down?"

King Ming glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "Our marriage was a mistake at the beginning, and even later I treated you that way, you don't hate me, you don't hate me, it's already very good, I never thought that one day you would promise to marry me. Detoxification, I am very happy, but more panic."

The expression on his face was rare and vivid, Lan Shuang didn't speak.

I heard him say: "I'm afraid that you will regret it when you wake up, and I will live in guilt for the rest of my life."

Lan Shuang was surprised: "Why do you think so?"

King Ming kept moving his hands, but lowered his head, "Because you don't like me, and you only yearn for freedom outside, I hope you can marry in innocently, and then leave innocently, but because of me, you I just handed myself over like this, and I naturally feel ashamed."

Lan Shuang was startled, and was speechless for a long time.

King Ming didn't speak anymore. He carefully applied the medicine inside and out, then raised his head and said, "It's a bit serious. I have to take the medicine on time these days, and I can't stand or walk for a long time. I will move around in the next few days." Come live with you."

Lan Shuang hadn't recovered from the previous sentence, but when she heard this sentence, she slightly opened her eyes: "Huh?"

King Ming turned to wash his hands, and took a clean set of small clothes and underwear for her, "I'll help you put them on."

Before Lan Shuang refused, King Ming walked around her neck with the strap, Lan Shuang thought for a while, they had seen everything they should see now, there was nothing to be shy about, so she lay down with peace of mind.

While dressing her, King Ming said: "Just now I sent away all the restless servant girls in the mansion."

Lan Shuang was puzzled: "Huh? Why did you suddenly dismiss me?"

The two of them were so close at this time that they could kiss each other almost as soon as they bowed their heads. Lan Shuang didn't feel anything yet, but King Ming's eyes had already dimmed. There was a hint of danger.

"Because I don't want to stay and cause trouble for you. I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future."

Lan Shuang's red lips parted slightly, and she looked at him in surprise.

The prince is very good.

　The prince is a master of self-strategy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)