He was stunned by this "strange scene" for a while, and didn't dare to move, so he looked at the time for two breaths in a daze, and finally reacted, it was not that he had hair on his chest, but that Lan Shuang was lying on his chest.

The breath brushes gently, bringing a burst of heat, which is a little itchy.

And the more serious question is, they don't seem to have any clothes on?

The places under the brocade quilt are warm and greasy, like a piece of fine mutton fat jade in your arms.

King Ming blinked his eyes slowly, his dull brain turned up, and the scenes of last night rushed in, he couldn't help but close his eyes and press his temples.

It took him a long time to digest this fact, and he took Lan Shuang yesterday because of poison......

Sleep!

King Ming took a deep breath, and it was rare to feel at a loss, was she willing to do it?

In the memory, she didn't seem to resist later, but ...... Maybe it's out of desperation? If she doesn't save herself, she will die, she definitely can't bear to let herself die like this, so she helps herself detoxify, she may not be happy in her heart, right?

I still tossed people so badly.

Lying stiffly for a while, King Ming felt distressed and guilty and brushed away the hair on Lan Shuang's face, revealing her flushed face from sleep, but there were not many traces on her delicate little face, but her eyelids and lips were a little swollen.

But this is a watershed, from the face down, you can hardly see it, there is no good place.

After looking around, King Ming once suspected that he was a dog, otherwise why would he love to bite people so much?

He touched Lan Shuang's face lovingly, Lan Shuang muttered something in a low voice, turned over and buried himself in the quilt and continued to sleep.

King Ming's hands and arms were empty, and even his guilty and unusually satisfied heart was empty.

He looked at Lan Shuang for a while, and made sure that she was not awake, so he tiptoed up and got out of bed.

He went to the closet and picked out a set of white robes to put on, turned back and put down the bed net to cover it, and then pushed the door out.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Yu Xiao was a spirit, he turned his head suddenly, and when he saw King Ming coming out, he was not in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Lord Wang, who are you?" ”

King Ming tied his hair behind him with a hairband at will, and his face was unconcealable, even if his eyes were cold, but the spring color still couldn't stop escaping from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Yu Xiao lowered her head at a glance.

"Go and solve all the spies in the house, the maids sent by the two emperors will be sent far away, either take the money and leave, or die."

Yu Xiao's expression was terrified: "Yes, it's just the prince, why do you want to do this, suddenly send people away, the emperor is ......"

"I will find a way to solve it, but from now on, there will be no woman of unknown origin in the Ming Palace." King Ming said categorically.

Yu Xiao looked up at his expression and suddenly realized that now the prince and the princess are a real husband and wife, so there is no one who will make the princess misunderstand.

Tsk, the prince is quite good.

He arched his hand and said, "My subordinates will do it." ”

"Well, what about Yu Heng?"

King Ming's gaze swept around, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yu Xiao coughed lightly: "He...... He went to get the ointment. ”

"Ointment, what kind of medicine-" King Ming paused in the middle of speaking, his face was a little uncomfortable, "I really should use some ointment, and when he comes back, I will ask him to go to the kitchen to find me." ”

"Yes."

……

Lan Shuang slept directly into the afternoon, and the sun was tired and began to set westward, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

She looked up at the top of the bed, and her hand touched the side, and it was cold, and the man didn't know how long he had been gone.

The sound of electricity sounded on time, and 888's energetic voice carried a teasing smile: "Host, how do you feel on the night of the candle in the cave room?" ”

Lan Shuang: "Hehe. ”

888：“……”

"How...... What's wrong? Discord? ”

888 looked at her appearance of being born and had no love for her, and asked in a low voice, "You won't sleep until now, will you?" Aren't you hungry? ”

It's okay if he doesn't remind him, but as soon as he reminds Lan Shuang, he feels that his chest is hungry and his back is on his back, and he is almost starving to death.

"I'm hungry." The hungry have no strength to speak.

888: "Poor host, will you get up and get someone ready to eat?" ”

Lan Shuangpi smiled and didn't smile: "Do you think I don't think about it?" ”

888: "Huh?"

Lan Shuang was irritable: "I can't get up at all!" I can't even move my hands and feet! ”

888：“……”

It's really too miserable, and he doesn't know how to persuade him.

Lan Shuang gritted her teeth: "Jun Conglan, who didn't admit it after eating, actually ran away early in the morning!" When he comes back, I'm not, I'm not—"

888: "What do you want?" ”

Lan Shuang paused, thought for a long time, and said faintly: "Hang him for three days without speaking." ”

888：“……”

Lan Shuang lay on the bed like a corpse for a while, and felt it carefully, her body was very refreshing, there was nothing strange, she should have been bathed, it was okay, and she had a conscience.

She reluctantly forgave him for a while, Lan Shuang closed her eyes, and all that flashed in front of her eyes was the images of last night: the man's sturdy body, the forbearant face, and the beads of sweat that slipped down the Adam's apple......

"Ah...... How can my mind be full of all this waste! Lan Shuang opened her eyes in a collapsed way, dragged her body over with difficulty, buried herself in the pillow, and even ignored the movement outside the door.

So when King Ming came in with a tray, he saw such a scene.

The beauty leans on the soft pillow, outlining a smooth line from the shoulders downwards, undulating and undulating.

Long black hair was scattered over his smooth shoulders, hidden behind the bed tent, hazy.

King Ming's eyes couldn't help but darken, his hand holding the tray tightened, and he walked over quietly.

"Bastard, run after sleeping, no sense of responsibility at all." Lan Shuang was still muttering about the number of Ming Wang.

And the person in question stood by the bed and listened word for word.

He sighed softly, sat down on the edge of the bed, put down the tray and pulled the quilt up for Lanshuang, "I'm sorry." ”

Lan Shuang's body stiffened, and she turned her head suddenly, just in time to meet the guilty eyes of King Shangming.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and after saying those three words, no one spoke again.

In the end, King Ming couldn't hold it anymore, picked up a bowl of pear soup on the tray, and stirred it with a spoon, "Your throat should be quite uncomfortable, right?" I went and boiled some pear soup, get up and drink some? Good no good? ”

Lan Shuang didn't speak, King Ming's heart sank slightly, was he really angry?

He looked down at the pear soup he had boiled, and smiled reluctantly: "It doesn't matter if you can't drink it, someone will bring you food in a while." ”

Lan Shuang heard the loneliness in his voice, and looked at him helplessly: "Do you think you were so crazy yesterday, you were about to break me up, can I still sit up now?" ”