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

Chapter 6 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 6
King Ming was silent for a moment, then he pushed the wheelchair and approached the bed. Lan Shuang still didn't change his face, and was quite distracted and complained to 888, "Little Baba, don't tell me, King Ming took off the mask, this face is real. looks good."

888 rubbed his hands: "Hey hey, this is a dangerous and charming villain. Later, he overthrew the emperor and turned the entire court into a bloody mess. He became a tyrant that everyone feared, but there were still a lot of women who went on to succeed him. It's just because of this face."

Lan Shuang was deeply convinced: "Well, such a face does have the capital to turn all living beings upside down."

Her presumptuous gaze made King Ming feel a little uncomfortable, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you looking at?"

Lan Shuang said calmly: "You."

"Me?" Ming Wang narrowed his eyes, pushed the wheelchair to Lan Shuang, got a little closer, reached out and pinched her chin, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Lan Shuang didn't panic at all, and even gave him a smile, then pulled his hand away, sighing regretfully: "Unfortunately, it's not my type."

King Ming: "..."

He almost laughed out of anger, "In front of your husband, you say that you like others, you are really not afraid of death."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, our marriage contract is just a ridiculous joke. Sooner or later, we will get together and break up." Lan Shuang reached out and patted King Ming's shoulder, and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I will definitely not pester you. When the time comes, you can marry whoever you like."

King Ming looked at her with a smile on his face, as if he was trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood in her words: "Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on your word."

Lan Shuang withdrew her hand slowly, "I should give this to you."

The four eyes met, there were faint sparks shooting out, mixed with a murderous aura that was on the verge of breaking out.

The lanterns exploded, and King Ming's eyes were shaken, so he lost his momentum and leaned back, "Since you said three things during the day, I will believe you once, but if you violate one, I will your life."

The tone is flat, but the more flat the more dangerous.

Lan Shuang nodded: "Well, I remember."

King Ming slowly stretched out his hand: "Since we will be under the same roof in the future, let's make an agreement in three chapters first."

Without waiting for Lan Shuang to agree, he said to himself: "One, without my permission, you are not allowed to step into the study."

"Second, without my permission, you are not allowed to have physical contact with me, and of course, neither can anyone else."

"Three, without my permission, don't take the initiative to bother me."

888 shook his head unhappily after hearing this: "What, you're so overbearing."

Lan Shuang smiled lightly, "Anyway, I don't really want to have extra contact with him, so I can avoid him justifiably."

888: "Oh, that's true."

Seeing that Lan Shuang was looking at him with a smile, but didn't say anything, King Ming realized his conscience and thought about it, um, it was a bit domineering, it sounded like he was guarding against flower pickers.

He coughed lightly and made amends: "Of course, other than that, you are free. You can go to other places in this palace, and you can use the money in the palace as you like, as long as you don't cause me any trouble. As for people , Tomorrow, I will ask Yu Xiao to bring two maids, the one next to you is too stupid."

Lan Shuang nodded, "Well, it's reasonable, I have one last question."

"You said."

"How do we sleep at night?"

King Ming: "..."

He paused, licked his somewhat dry lips, "You sleep here, I'll sleep in the front yard."

"Okay, then it's settled, walk slowly and don't see you off."

Lan Shuang waved at him, smiling happily.

King Ming frowned slowly, why did he feel like he was rejected?

"Not tonight. Anyway, it's the wedding night. If you pretend to be, you have to stay in the same room. You sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the couch."

After King Ming finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the couch.

Lan Shuang glanced at it, the couch was wide and long, more than enough for King Ming to sleep, but there were no quilts or pillows on it.

Thinking that he didn't directly let him sleep on the couch, it was a bit of a man's responsibility, Lan Shuang didn't mind helping him.

She stood up, took a quilt and pillow from the bed and threw it on the couch, King Ming was taken aback: "You—"

Lan Shuang lowered her eyebrows and helped him spread the bedding, put the pillow upright and patted it, "Here, go to sleep."

King Ming hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Help me up."

Lan Shuang's eyes fell on King Ming's lap uncontrollably, and King Ming immediately became alert: "Why? Don't you want to?"

Lan Shuang shook her head, and asked 888 in her heart: "Is his leg really lame?"

888 mercilessly exposed: "Fake, deliberately confusing the public."

Lan Shuang: "..." I knew it, it was an old routine in the novel.

"Help me up." Lan Shuang reached out to hold his arm and put it on her shoulder, lifting him up.

King Ming glanced at her slender arms, and without any psychological burden, he put most of his weight on Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang staggered under the pressure, accidentally tripped over the ottoman, became unsteady, pulled both Ming Wang and fell into the bright red quilt.

"Um……"

Lan Shuang was at the bottom, and King Ming was at the top, almost crushing Lan Shuang to death.

"Help... help!"

King Ming: "..."

A moment of discomfort flashed across his face, "Sorry."

After dryly saying two words, he didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang stretched out her hand and pushed him, and said with difficulty: "Then you should get off me!"

"Oh." Ming Wang suddenly realized, turned over and lay on his back on the couch.

Lan Shuang clutched her waist and moved, "Hiss—" took a sharp breath, then moaned in a low voice, "It hurts, ah...it seems to be sprained."

Her delicate face was wrinkled, and the color of her lips seemed to have faded a lot, looking really painful.

King Ming frowned, "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"

"waist--"

Lan Shuang supported her waist, and stood up in a very strange posture, like a zombie with a waist support, and fell to the ground askew.

King Ming sat up and looked at her complicatedly: "Shall I send someone to deliver medicinal oil?"

"No need." Lan Shuang waved her hand, "Just twist it a bit, don't bother about it at night, talk about it tomorrow, maybe it will be all right in one night."

King Ming hesitated to speak, but seeing Lan Shuang sat back on the bed, he swallowed the words again.

"It's getting late, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go to bed first, the prince can take care of himself."

Lan Shuang climbed onto the bed, put down the bed curtain, took off her coat inside and threw it out.

The bright red wedding dress just fell on the bamboo pole.

The veins on King Ming's forehead twitched suddenly, this scene was inexplicably glamorous.

He lay back without saying a word, and without taking off his clothes, he just slept with his clothes on.

Lan Shuang lay on the bed and wept silently, "What a pity, Baba, do you have any plaster?"

888: "Yes, there is, but it needs to be exchanged with resentment points. One hundred resentment points is worth one sticker."

Lan Shuang's eyes lit up, and she stood up: "Then how much resentment do I have now?"

888 said slowly: "-10"

Lan Shuang: "???"

You kind of say it again!
　888: They didn't do it on purpose~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)