Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

At this time, everyone in the palace except the soldiers and guards was asleep.

The guard took him to the living room and laid him on the sofa, then prepared to call the servants.

Wei Lan quickly called him:

"Don't shout, I just got a little wet, you guys go down. Don't tell anyone about this."

"Yes..." They responded and retreated.

Wei Lan lay down for a while, then hurried to the royal doctor's pharmacy to get some medicine and white gauze, then went upstairs back to his room.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I took off my skirt and saw a dent in the corset at my waist.

The corset was made of wood and metal support bones, which probably provided a lot of cushioning.

And because Wei Lan hated tight binding, he just put it on without tightening it. Although the bullet still penetrated the flesh, the injury was not as serious as he imagined.

Wei Lan reached out to pinch the bullet that was still stuck in his butt, hoping to die quickly and be reborn, so he pulled it hard; but he cried out in pain.

The holy water was of no use to him, but he forgot that the bullet had blossomed from it, the barbs expanded and retracted, and that it contained holy water.

Nothing has gone well for him since he came here. He is either injured or on the way to being injured.

Sure enough, as a normal college student from reality, he could not experience such a thing, so he had to leave it to the characters in the novel.

He was surprised he didn't pass out on the road.

Thinking of this, Wei Lan suddenly became furious and slammed the system.

System: [System 2...ziz...4...ziz...service...]

Wei Lan couldn't help but curse:

"What the hell are you doing? What's wrong with you again?!"

"I'm warning you, please send me back before something breaks down, okay?!"

System: [Hiss...]

Wei Lan: ".. Shit, why don't you just show the task completed first?"

But now, the system has no response.

The bullet was extremely difficult to remove, but he couldn't ask a doctor to come. It was already early morning and today was his coming-of-age ceremony.

Wei Lan was so tired that he lay down and fell asleep without realizing it.

In the morning, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Knock knock - Princess? It's time to get up..."

Wei Lan sat up suddenly, and shivered as he pressed on the wound, then he remembered that he had fallen asleep last night.

"Knock knock—Princess?"

Winnie's voice came from outside. The king said that there were too few servants in his palace these days, and they were not like royal princesses at all, so he added a dozen more.

Wei Lan saw that her face was more comfortable, and her attitude towards him did not contain any fear or other expressions.

Even though the others knew that the king had clarified what happened to the princess, they still looked at him strangely.

So he replaced the female protagonist who used to serve him personally, because he didn't dare to let the female protagonist serve him anymore.

Wei Lan responded, quickly put on her nightgown and said,

"come in."

Winnie pushed the door open and walked in. Her platinum hair was neatly combed, and a white Katyusha pressed tightly on top of her hair.

In her hand was the dress she was going to wear today, followed by nearly five or six maids, all standing respectfully with their heads slightly bowed.

Wei Lan glanced at the person behind her, frowned, and said to Winnie:

"Please have someone prepare some hot water. I want to take a bath."

Winnie nodded in agreement, and suddenly looked up to see that his face was pale and his lips were bloodless. She asked nervously:

"Your Highness, what are you doing..."

Wei Lan raised his chin and responded casually:

"It's okay. I forgot to cover myself with a blanket last night."

"What? Princess, how about I go get a doctor first? You look so pale..."

To be honest, this was the first time someone cared about Wei Lan since he arrived here, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Decided to kick the male and female protagonists out and give her a promotion and a raise.

"No, I don't feel unwell anywhere. Go ask someone to prepare hot water first." Wei Lan said calmly.

Winnie seemed to feel that she had overstepped her bounds and quickly bowed and left.

Wei Lan took a bath with hot water and wanted to remove the bullet in the middle, but his tolerance was too poor, so he had to use some medicine and wrap it with gauze.

He thought about it and decided to go to the medical clinic in the city to get it out as soon as today's business was over.

Otherwise he would be infected and die.

This banquet will last for three more days.

After finishing breakfast, Wei Lan returned to his room. His heart was beating wildly and he always felt like something was wrong.

"Your Highness, look."

Winnie's eyes sparkled as she picked up a fitted red velvet dress with a light gold gauze collar at the shoulders.

The sides of the chest are folded and tightened at the waist, ending with a small light gold flower, and the hem is also embroidered with a flourish of light gold patterns.

Wei Lan frowned. There were six gorgeous dresses in total, and he did not deny that each one was beautiful.

But he is still somewhat resistant. In real life, the most common women's clothing he wears is JK, which makes his fans very dissatisfied. They strongly ask him to change a new one every day because they are tired of seeing it.

"Your Highness?" Winnie called out when she saw him in a daze.

"Oh, let's change it," Wei Lan looked at it.

“This one is too bright.”

"Your Highness, this is for the ball," Winnie said, a little surprised.

"We'll wear this for the breakfast."

Then she picked up a very light blue long skirt with many layers of white long skirt, and the tail was surrounded by many blue and pink flowers.

The cuffs are tight at the upper arms, while the lower arms are covered with three layers of soft lace embroidered with small blue flowers.

Wei Lan was dazzled by what he saw, and suddenly remembered that he had to change 6 sets of clothes today, which instantly gave him an even bigger headache.

After sending them out and changing into a long dress, Wei Lan put on the necklace inlaid with white crystals. There were still a few bite holes on his neck...

After another round of trouble, a freshly-baked princess made a perfect appearance. She had her long black curly hair tied up and a light-colored crown on her hair.

There was nothing wrong with him except that he was a little taller and had a flatter chest. The servants also powdered him.

Wei Lan was shocked when he looked in the mirror. It was true that clothes make the man. This face was 70% similar to him. I wonder if it was done to make him identify with him.

Apart from the softer facial lines and longer eyelashes, they really look alike, especially with long hair and makeup, it is even more difficult to tell the difference between a man and a woman.

In fact, this makes Wei Lan feel a little nauseous. Every time he needs to shake his lower body, he can feel that he is still a man...

"Your Highness is so beautiful!" Winnie couldn't help but praise.

"Especially this shiny black hair. I really don't understand why they think it's a bad omen."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth, as if she thought she had said something she shouldn't have said.

Wei Lan waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. Who doesn't like to be praised? And he thought that Oriental people with black hair were the coolest.

When they arrived at the main banquet hall, it was a huge venue in the king's palace that was specially used for banquets. The ground was covered with Persian carpets, and the surroundings were magnificent and luxurious. The huge ceiling was covered with colorful murals and the surroundings were decorated with gold paint.

The rose window uses the most brilliant colors, and the sunlight is reflected on the ground to form beautiful colors.

There were already men and women in gorgeous clothes at the banquet, some sitting in a group or alone.

"Quiet."

The abbot and the ritual master said something.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then the king and the princess came on stage. King William coughed twice and said:

"Oh, today is my dear princess's coming-of-age ceremony..."

Wei Lan stood aside and rolled his eyes. They were just polite words. She then explained once again how humiliatingly the princess had suffered prejudice before, and how she was actually sacrificing for the country.

He hinted to many nobles in both explicit and implicit ways not to spread gossip, after all, it was only half a month away from the multi-national banquet.

The king was halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted by a servant at the door who called out "So-and-so". The person who called out this usually had a loud voice, and even if the words were not clear in a panic, they were still very loud:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"

Everyone looked towards the carved gold-painted door, and saw a man with long curly light blond hair standing in the light. His hair was tied with a dark blue silk, with a few strands draped over his shoulders.

He was wearing a dark red slim-fitting top of very fine texture, with a gold tassel epaulette on each shoulder. The vertical collar at the neck and the hem of the top were embroidered with intricate patterns in extremely fine gold thread, and matched with a gold collar button.

The delicate cuffs extend out from the white folded sleeves.

That extremely enchanting face had thin lips curled up, and in the white-gloved hand was holding a colorful-tailed bird.

She stretched out her long legs, her steps were noble and elegant, and she walked forward step by step on the patterned red carpet. Her narrow eyes were full of arrogance, but not pretentious.

Finally, she knelt on one knee to salute the king, then raised her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, and a charming bass voice sounded:

"Today is my sister's coming-of-age ceremony, so naturally I have to come and give her a gift..."

After he finished speaking, he raised the bird in his hand, looked towards Wei Lan, and asked slowly:

"Like it?"