Lord, please respect yourself9
Yu Heng suddenly felt that his careful thoughts had nowhere to hide, and he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal, and his gaze at Lan Shuang was different.
This princess is not simple.
Lan Shuang threw down that look and turned around, leaving Yu Heng with a mysterious and proud back.
Let's not mention that the eyes of those two maids can't hide the Lanshuang who has read countless people, and then she still has the plug-in of 888.
She just asked, "Who is credible?" β
888: "The third on the left, the fourth on the right, one is called Pillow Han, the other is called Mianxiang, it is the person of King Ming, and there are some fists and feet, and the two selected by Yu Heng are all fine works sent by others." β
So Lan Shuang lit the pillow cold and sleep incense.
But she definitely won't tell Yu Heng, so let him keep a little awe of herself.
After Lan Shuang entered, she said to Bi Qing, "Close the door and send off the guests." β
Biqing owed: "Yes." β
She walked to the door and glanced at Pillow Han and Mianxiang, and the two of them stood at the door.
Seeing that the door was about to close, Yu Heng hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hey, princess, slow down." β
Lan Shuang sat at the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip, without raising her eyelids: "Anything else?" β
Yu Hengchong waved behind him, and immediately someone stepped forward with a tray of account books, Yu Heng smiled and said: "This is the account of the palace, and I invite the princess to look at it." β
Lan Shuang said to 888: "Look, you're here to test me again, it's so tiring to talk to such a person with eight hundred hearts." β
888: "Do you want to see it?" Since King Ming has the ability to rebel, he should be quite rich, right? β
"Am I that money-obsessed?" Lan Shuang was dissatisfied, and what she said was righteous.
888 immediately laughed: "Yes, I think too narrowly." β
Lan Shuang looked at Yu Heng, glanced at the mountain of ledgers, and paused, well, so thick and so much, how much does this have to be?
"No need, the accounts of the palace have nothing to do with me, I'm not interested, whoever you used to manage will be in charge of whoever you wanted, just send me the monthly salary on time, retreat."
Yu Heng: "? β
Seeing that he was stunned and didn't speak, Bi Qing raised her hand and closed the door.
Yu Heng: "......"
He furrowed his eyebrows fiercely, what was the matter with this person?
Want to get away with it?
After looking at it for a while and getting no answer, he turned around and waved his hand at the others: "Let's disperse, serve the princess attentively in the future, and don't be lazy." β
"Yes."
Yu Hengda walked back, planning to wait for King Ming to come back and talk to him.
β¦β¦
At this time, the king of Ming who he was talking about had just entered the palace, and was carried all the way to the harem, only to be helped down by Yu Xiao and put in a wheelchair.
Lu Yuan, the great eunuch who greeted him outside, showed pity when he saw this.
"Lord be careful, the minion pushed you in, right?"
King Ming said in a deep voice: "No need. β
Yu Xiao pushed him into the main hall.
The emperor and empress sat at the top, and the princes and queens sat below, and they all looked up when they heard the sound of wheelchairs rolling.
Those eyes were of all different colors, and most of them fell on King Ming's legs.
King Ming didn't squint, so he didn't see it, and when he went out, he put on the mask again.
It is said that the king not only injured his leg in that battle, but also wasted his face and left an indelible scar, so he wore a mask to cover it.
This added to his reputation as a horror.
The emperor was very satisfied when he saw his ghostly appearance, dressed in a half-new crescent white robe, wrapped in a half-dead person, a perfect match!
However, he is used to pretending, and when he saw King Ming coming, he hurriedly changed his expression of concern: "Ninth brother, you are here, you only got married yesterday, why don't you wear a festive point?" β
The queen also echoed: "Yes, and why is it that only the ninth brother is here, your princess?" β
She also deliberately glanced behind King Ming.
King Ming's exposed lips were pursed into a straight line, and the two words of unhappiness were unabashedly engraved in his eyes.
"She's sick and can't get up."
The emperor and the queen glanced at each other: "Sick?" β
King Ming said impatiently: "Well, the younger brother Xie Emperor Longen gave the younger brother a marriage, but this princess is really vulgar, and the younger brother is very displeased." β
Thinking of the clean Yuanpa sent by Mama before, and then looking at the expression of King Ming, the emperor's heart finally relaxed, it seems that he really doesn't like it, that's good, that's good.
He persuaded "bitterly": "Lao Jiu, she is the princess you are marrying, although she is ...... It's a little simple, but it's a first-class good, and the family background matches you, so you can bear with it, and after a long time, maybe you feel good, and the feelings are all getting along. β
"Yes, one day husband and wife for one hundred days, many people will take care of you in the future, accompany you to talk to your heart, and the palace and the emperor can rest assured."
King Ming sneered in his heart, he couldn't pretend to be affectionate, so he simply broke the jar and broke it: "Hmph, it's impossible for my brother to fall in love with that mountain village woman in this life!" The emperor and queen should not persuade again, so as not to hurt the feelings. β
He clenched the armrest of his wheelchair, and the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged.
When the emperor saw it, his heart became more and more happy, "Alas, you, okay, if you are not satisfied, I will find a few more for you in the future." β
After speaking, he dragged him and babbled a bunch of brothers, friends and brothers, and uninformed outsiders thought that they were really brothers.
When King Ming's patience reached its peak, the emperor pretended to leave him to eat in the palace, and King Ming immediately excused himself to go back with a bad rest last night, and the emperor went with him "empatheticly", and also rewarded a lot of medicinal materials and tonic tea, and by the way, he gave Lanshuang some silk jewelry.
At least on the face.
β¦β¦
Lan Shuang was originally reading the book, but it wasn't until the emperor's reward came like water that she lazily got up and leaned against the door: "Who rewarded it?" Your Majesty? β
Yu Xiao pushed King Ming in, and when he heard this, King Ming nodded: "I sent your share." β
"Thank you."
Lan Shuang was a little interested, and reached out to touch the watery material, which was silky, light and cool.
"Tsk, the emperor is in a good mood, right?"
"Well, I am advised to have a good time with you."
King Ming said this meaninglessly.
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you acted well." β
King Ming's thin lips hooked slightly: "Each other." β
Lan Shuang chuckled, "Then I will go back to the door in three days, and I will go back by myself?" β
"You still want me to be with you?" King Ming asked rhetorically.
"It's not impossible, I want to borrow the prince's tiger power to use."
Lan Shuang smiled and bent her eyes, at first glance it really looked like a fox.
"Fox fake tiger might...... Who are you trying to scare? King Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of interest.
Lan Shuang's fingertips swept across the satin, her long eyelashes were lowered, her red lips were lightly hooked, and her voice seemed to be stained with honey, sweet and silky, "Of course it isβa good sister who ran away from my marriage." β
King Ming looked at her fixedly: "Really? β
"Don't you believe it?" Lan Shuang's gaze slowly fell on his mask, and then moved down to his thin lips, and only moved away after a substantial pause.
"I'll find out tomorrow."