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

Chapter 51 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 51
The tense silence spread silently. In the dead silence, King Ming sneered suddenly, with a hoarse and low voice: "Isn't today a family feast? Why are you looking at me? See if I can eat enough? If I can't eat, then I will eat it first." Let's go, I'm dizzy looking at you."

As he said that, he seemed to think it was not enough, and added: "Don't worry, I won't die for a while, just wait."

Everyone: "..."

Do you want to be so rude?Don't worry, what the hell is it?
Lan Shuang couldn't help but want to laugh when she heard it, but her weak and helpless little white flower couldn't be broken, and when she couldn't hold back and wanted to laugh, she sniffed, choked, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes , Said to the emperor: "What the prince said is that the emperor should not worry too much. If everyone is like this, the prince will feel uncomfortable. Doctor Fang said that the prince should keep happy."

"Okay, since that's the case, let's play music and let the banquet begin!"

Lan Shuang: "..."

You can really talk.

The emperor gave an order, and the musicians immediately started to move, playing, playing and singing, and the hall became lively in an instant. The dancer came in from outside the hall, stretching her figure while dancing with her sleeves. It was very pleasing to the eye, and everyone was attracted His gaze stopped paying attention to King Ming and Lan Shuang.

After drinking for three rounds, the emperor suddenly clapped his hands, and a group of court ladies came in with trays in their hands.

Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes, here she comes!
Soon a palace lady stopped in front of her. Lan Shuang saw that there were two glasses of wine, the color was very dark, and it didn't look like ordinary wine.

Just as he was doubting, the emperor above said: "Recently, the dew is heavy in autumn, and it is easy for moisture to enter the body. So I asked the imperial doctor to brew some medicinal wine for warming up the body. This wine can be drunk by both men and women. It is not strong and very nourishing. , everyone has a drink, if it feels good, I will let people brew more, and everyone will enjoy a jar before winter."

Medicinal wine?

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows, maybe it's not that simple?

She said to 888: "Test the ingredients in the wine."

888 readily agreed: "Host wait a moment."

The emperor was still beeping on it, Lan Shuang's left ear went into the right ear, and the others started to flatter, saying that the emperor was kind and thanked him for the reward.

King Ming was still "playing dead" conscientiously, observing the surrounding situation calmly with half-closed eyes.

"After the test, the two glasses of wine are indeed medicinal wine, but the glass in front of the host is ordinary medicinal wine, which has no harmful ingredients and is beneficial to the host's body. However, the glass in front of King Ming has a chronic poison that takes a long time to attack. If you drink it , I will have a fever for the next two days, which will cause great damage to internal organs, and if it is severe, I will be unconscious."

888 spat twice after finishing speaking: "Emperor Dog, you are so cruel! Normal people will lose their skin after drinking it, let alone King Ming, who is already dying. Drinking a cup will only speed up King Ming's death."

Lan Shuang's eyes suddenly turned cold. She noticed her gaffe, and immediately lowered her head, pretending to be listening to the emperor seriously.

The wine glass was placed on the table by the maid.

Lan Shuang turned her head to look at King Ming, and squeezed his hand under the table. When King Ming looked at him from the side, she shook her head imperceptibly.

King Ming understood immediately, his eyes fell on his glass of wine, expressionless.

After the emperor finished his long speech, he looked over on purpose and asked suspiciously: "Why don't Lao Jiu and his sister-in-law drink it? Is it because the wine is too strong in medicine and won't make up for it?"

Lan Shuang nodded: "Yes, the concubine is worried that the prince's body will not be able to bear it."

The emperor immediately laughed: "Don't worry, I made this medicinal wine according to Lao Jiu's body. It is beneficial and harmless to him. Don't worry, drink it first. If you don't believe me, you can take a sip first."

Lan Shuang looked at King Ming hesitantly, the Emperor and Empress also looked over, and even King Rong below squeezed his cup nervously.

The few people who were in the know waited with bated breath. King Ming slowly raised his head and looked at the emperor above. The emperor's eyes were unnatural for a moment.

King Ming didn't stay long, he raised his wine glass to the emperor with a trembling hand: "Since the emperor let the younger brother drink it, then the younger brother will drink it, and the left and right emperor brothers will not let the younger brother down."

On the surface, he said that the emperor was very kind to him and never let him down, but in fact he was saying that the emperor was stupid and bad, and this has never changed.

There was a pun in this sentence, and the emperor vaguely heard some implication, but it was not obvious. He suspected that he was thinking too much.

With just such a brilliant effort, the wine glass was already attached to King Ming's lips, and the emperor tightened his grip on the armrest nervously, forgetting to breathe.

A faint smile appeared on King Ming's lips, his eyes quickly swept across the emperor, and he immediately drank it up.

The posture is chic, without any hesitation.

The emperor's eyes widened a little. If he was really pretending to be crazy, he would definitely not drink it so easily. How could he not know the secret tricks involved?

So straightforward, it seems that he really doesn't know anything, but maybe he is too good at pretending, but what does that matter?After drinking this poison, it will attack tonight, and after taking it off, it will leave sequelae, and sooner or later he will die.

The emperor gradually relaxed, his eyes were shining.

It’s been a long time since I was so happy. I vomited all the breath I’ve held all night, and the emperor laughed loudly: “Okay! Lao Jiu is happy! How about it, do you feel much more comfortable after drinking it?”

King Ming put down his wine glass, and his eyes recovered a little: "As expected of an imperial doctor, the effect is indeed immediate."

"As long as you like it, I will send you a few jars later, and you can drink slowly."

"Then thank you, Brother Huang."

King Ming smiled, and cooperated with the emperor to finish this scene of brotherly love.

Lan Shuang squeezed the chopsticks tightly with the other hand, with a smile on her face.

Everyone thought she was happy that she didn't have to be a widow, but only 888 knew that one of the chopsticks in his host's hand had broken!
This is really angry!

Looking at the impeccable smile on Lan Shuang's face, 888 suddenly felt a chill down his back.

When the banquet was over, Lan Shuang pushed King Ming out of the main hall, she didn't want to stay any longer, looking at the emperor's hypocritical face, she felt disgusted and couldn't cope.

Seeing them coming out, Yu Xiao, who was guarding outside, immediately went up to meet them, but seeing Lan Shuang's expression, he hesitated for a moment.

Lan Shuang saw that his expression was slightly relaxed, "I'll just push the prince, and hurry back to the mansion."

"Yes."

Yu Xiao followed behind the two of them. After leaving the palace, he and the coachman lifted the wheelchair into the carriage, got on the horse again, and urged the coachman to hurry back.

On the carriage, Lan Shuang held King Ming's hand tightly and asked him in a low voice: "How is it? Does the detoxification pill work? Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

King Ming shook his head, touched Lan Shuang's face with the other hand and said, "I'm fine, don't worry, Yunfu's medicine is very powerful."

But that being said, when he returned to the bedroom of the palace, he felt dizzy as soon as he stood up, and his stomach was churning. Lan Shuang hurriedly helped him to the yard and made him vomit under the tree.

　Wanwan brings Lan Shuangshuang and Cong Lan to wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~
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(End of this chapter)