Lord, please respect yourself6
King Ming was silent for a moment, and then pushed his wheelchair close to the bed, Lan Shuang's face still did not change, and he was quite distracted and complained to 888, "Little Baba, should I say it or not, King Ming took off the mask, this face is really good-looking." β
888 rubbed his hands: "Hey, hey, this is a dangerous and charming villain, who overthrew the emperor in the later period, stirred up the entire court into bloody blood, and became a tyrant that everyone fears, but there are still a lot of women who go forward and succeed, don't you just fancy this face." β
Lan Shuang thought deeply: "Well, such a face does have the capital to turn sentient beings upside down. β
Her presumptuous gaze made King Ming feel a little uncomfortable, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you looking at?" β
Lan Shuang said calmly: "You." β
"Me?" King Ming squinted, pushed the wheelchair to Lan Shuang, leaned a little closer, reached out to pinch her chin, and asked, "Is it good-looking?" β
"Beautiful." Lan Shuang didn't panic at all, and even gave him a smile, then pulled his hand away and sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that it's not the type I like." β
King Ming: "......"
He was almost laughed at angrily, "In front of your husband, you say that you like others, you are really not afraid of death." β
"What are you afraid of, anyway, the marriage contract between the two of us is a ridiculous joke, and sooner or later we will get together and disperse." Lan Shuang stretched out her hand 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 someone you like." β
Ming Wangpi looked at her with a smile, as if he was distinguishing the truth of her words: "Okay, this is what you said, don't regret it." β
Lan Shuang slowly withdrew her hand, "I should give this to you." β
The four eyes were facing each other, and there was a faint burst of sparks, mixed with a tense murderous aura.
The lights exploded, shaking King Ming's eyes, and then he retracted 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 take your life." β
The tone is flat, but the more bland it is, the more dangerous it is.
Lan Shuang bowed: "Well, I remember." β
King Ming slowly stretched out his hand: "Since we will be under the same roof in the future, we will first make three chapters of the law." β
Without waiting for Lan Shuang to agree, he said to himself: "One, without my permission, you are not allowed to step into the study for half a step." β
"Two, you are not allowed to have physical contact with me without my permission, and of course, no one else is allowed."
"Three, don't take the initiative to bother me without my permission."
888 shook his head unhappily after hearing this: "What, it's so domineering." β
Lan Shuang chuckled, "Anyway, I don't really want to have extra contact with him, so I can just avoid him." β
888: "Oh, that's true. β
King Ming saw Lan Shuang looking at himself with a smile, but he didn't speak, and his conscience rarely found that he reflected on it, well, it was a bit overbearing, and it sounded like he was guarding against flower thieves.
He coughed lightly and made up for it: "Of course, in addition to this, you are very 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 trouble, as for people, Ming'er I asked Yu Xiao to bring two maids, the one next to you is too stupid." β
Lan Shuang nodded, "Well, it's reasonable, I have one last question." β
"You say."
"How do we sleep at night?"
King Ming: "......"
He paused and licked his somewhat dry lips, "You sleep here, I'll sleep in the front yard." β
"Okay, then it's decided, don't send it slowly."
Lan Shuang waved at him and smiled happily.
King Ming's brows furrowed slowly, how did he feel as if he was disgusted?
"Not tonight, it's the wedding night, pretending, you have to be in a room, you sleep on the bed, I sleep on the couch."
After King Ming finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair to the side of the couch.
Lan Shuang glanced at it, the couch was very wide and long, and it was more than enough to sleep a Ming King, but there was no quilt and pillow on it.
Thinking that he didn't directly let himself 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 futon and pillow from the bed and threw them on the couch, King Ming was stunned: "You-"
Lan Shuang's eyebrows and eyes lowered, helped him lay out the futon, put the pillow in the right and patted it, "Oh, sleep." β
King Ming hesitated, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Help me up." β
Lan Shuang's gaze fell uncontrollably on King Ming's lap, and King Ming immediately became vigilant: "What? Don't want to? β
Lan Shuang shook her head and asked 888 in her heart: "Is his leg really lame?" β
888 ruthlessly debunked: "Fake, deliberately confusing." β
Lan Shuang: "......" I know the old routine in the novel.
"Help it." Lan Shuang reached out and grabbed his arm and put it on his shoulder, setting the man up.
King Ming glanced at her small thin arm, and pressed most of his weight on Lan Shuang without any psychological burden.
Pressed Lanshuang stumbled, accidentally tripped on the couch, and was unstable, pulling King Ming and falling into the big red futon.
"Hmmm......"
Lan Shuang is below, King Ming is above, and he almost didn't crush Lan Shuang.
"Save ...... Help me! β
King Ming: "......"
A moment of discomfort flashed across his face, "I'm sorry. β
After saying two words dryly, 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 will go down from me!" β
"Oh." King Ming suddenly realized, and one turned over and lay on his back on the couch.
Lan Shuang covered her waist and moved, "Hiss-" gasped sharply, and then moaned lowly, "It hurts, ah...... It seems to have been twisted. β
Her delicate face was wrinkled, and her lips seemed to have faded a lot, and she looked really painful.
King Ming frowned, "What's wrong with you?" Where does it hurt? β
"Waistβ"
Lan Shuang held her waist and stood up in a very strange posture, like a zombie with a waist support, and fell to the ground crookedly.
King Ming sat up and looked at her complicatedly: "I asked someone to send medicinal oil?" β
"No need." Lan Shuang waved her hand, "It's just a twist, don't toss it at night, Ming'er will say it again, maybe it'll be fine in one night." β
King Ming wanted to speak and stopped, but when he saw Lan Shuang sitting back on the bed, he swallowed the words back.
"It's not early, I'm a little sleepy, go to bed first, and the prince will take care of himself."
Lan Shuang climbed onto the bed, put down the bed net, took off her coat inside, and threw it out.
The big red wedding dress just fell on the scarlet beam.
The green muscles on King Ming's forehead jumped suddenly, and this scene was inexplicably fragrant.
He lay back without saying a word, and without taking off his clothes, he slept with his clothes.
Lan Shuang lay on the bed and wept silently, "It's really unlucky, little Baba, is there any plaster?" β
888: "This, there is, but it needs to be exchanged for resentment points, and a hundred resentment is worth one stick." β
Lan Shuang's eyes lit up, and she stood up: "Then how much resentment do I have now?" β
888 said slowly: "-10"
Lan Shuang: "??? β
You have to say it again!