108 ways to die for supporting characters

Chapter 258 Imperial Concubine 5 (Reward plus 1)

Prince Nanling is a martial artist, but the secret guards not only knocked him out but also fed him muscle softening powder. Now he doesn't even have the strength to get up.

"My lord, why am I here? Why are you here too? I have been drugged. Please call someone here immediately."

Ning Yan: "Uncle Wang, do you think we can survive if you call someone here? This is my Weiyang Palace."

Prince Nanling: ...I see. So it was the Imperial Concubine who knocked her unconscious and tied her up.

"What do you want to do?"

Ning Yan said frankly: "I want to survive and I want everyone in Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion to live well."

"Then why did you tie me up?"

Soon, he knew what Ning Yan was going to do—him.

He is a grown man, let alone what happened to him, the key point is that he was the one below. There is really no way to seek justice in this world.

Two hours later, the effect of the medicine had not yet worn off, so Ning Yan helped him put on his clothes personally.

Prince Nanling muttered quietly, "Can you please not give me the drug next time? Really, it affects my performance."

Ning Yan almost couldn't hold back her laughter: "Weren't you reluctant at first?"

Prince Nanling accidentally saw Ning Yan's exposed skin and quickly turned his eyes away. His face turned red again for no apparent reason. "You also said it was the beginning. It has already begun. Why are you unwilling?"

Oh, he has fallen into a trap. He feels so uncomfortable when he thinks that his niece-in-law will not look for him in the future.

When I think about it this way, my nephew's big stature is a bit of an eyesore.

“No next time.”

King Nanling: ...

When Prince Nanling was sent away by the secret guards, his face was so stinky that it could kill ten cows.

This was in the Weiyang Palace, and he didn't dare make too much noise for fear of being heard and disturbing the imperial concubine.

After returning to the Nanling Palace, he invited all his staff over regardless of the time.

After a good sleep, he understood the imperial concubine's plan, which was to borrow his sperm. In the future, when she had a child, she would push their child to sit on the throne, and then Zhao Cheng, her good nephew, would have to die.

In the past, his staff encouraged him to kill his nephew and take the throne himself, but he thought being an emperor was too tiring and refused.

It’s different now, he has to do it!
If the Emperor's nephew is not killed, the unlucky ones might be his son and his mother!

By the way, we also have to protect the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion!

As for your father-in-law, you have to protect him.

……

Zhao Cheng was woken up by Yang Mo, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty? It's time to attend the morning court."

Zhao Cheng opened his eyes and saw the familiar objects, recalling what happened last night. He did not expect that he was so brave and excited last night.

Alas, what a pity, after all, the imperial concubine was born in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion. If the root of the problem is not removed, he is afraid that one day he will be beheaded by the imperial concubine by accident.

Zhao Cheng stood up, Yang Mo personally helped him to put on his clothes, and then went to court after instructing people not to wake up the imperial concubine.

For the next three days, Prince Nanling kept waiting for the imperial concubine's people to come and "invite" him, however, the person he was waiting for never came.

How could she be sure that she could have his child in one go?
Or does she dislike his... skills?
No, he couldn't wait any longer?
If he waits any longer, he might go crazy!

Besides, he has legs, so if she doesn’t come to “invite” him, he will go by himself!
So, that night he quietly entered the palace and sneaked into the concubine's bedroom.

When Prince Nanling arrived, Ning Yan was bathing, with Gui Ling and Jin Ye serving her.

The two were startled when Prince Nanling came in, but seeing that their master remained calm, they quickly shut their mouths.

Ning Yan waved to the two maids, her white arms exposed to the air, "You go down first, you don't need to serve me here." Gui Ling and the other maid lowered their heads and retreated.

Prince Nanling felt his nose getting hot. The light in the bedroom was a little dim last night, so he couldn't see clearly. Now he really wanted to carry the beauty out and then look at her carefully from inside out.

With a "splash", Ning Yan stood up from the bathtub, her flawless body completely exposed to the air. Crystal clear water droplets slid down her delicate and fair body, causing King Nanling to cover his nose.

He quickly took the towel off the screen, strode forward, wrapped the person tightly, and carried the person out of the bathtub.

The man asked as soon as he opened his mouth, "If I don't come, are you planning to never look for me again?"

Ning Yan nestled in his arms, her tone of voice seemed to be hooked: "Isn't the prince here?"

Prince Nanling's eyes lit up with joy, so what he meant was that he would have to do it himself from now on?

……

King Nanling left in a hurry at the end of the Chou hour. When he left, he still had a green bellyband in his arms. However, it was not stolen, but something he asked for from someone specifically.

If you don’t give it to me, I won’t leave.

Could Ning Yan refuse to give it?

Not knowing that King Nanling had this hobby, Ning Yan could only ask the two maids to make a few more for her, in various styles and patterns, and give them to him in the future.

She has always been so generous.

Yang Mo knew the news as soon as Prince Nanling entered the palace. He waited outside the Weiyang Palace for a long time until Prince Nanling left.

Two days later, he sent another letter to Ning Yan.

Ning Yan: ...

She didn't even have time to say no before someone sent it to her again.

The one sent this time was Murong Yue, the grandson of the Grand Tutor and one of the four famous young masters in the capital.

He was kind enough to give Murong Yue drugs.

The two of them went straight to the point without any communication.

I don’t know how Yang Wei chose this person. The man on the street is as beautiful as jade and a peerless gentleman in the world. This man simply fits her aesthetic point. It would be strange if she could let him go!
After tossing and turning until midnight, Murong Yue woke up and the first thing he said was: "Whose daughter are you? I will ask my mother to go to your house to propose marriage when I return home tomorrow."

Ning Yan hugged his waist and said with a smile: "I am Ning Yan. Miss Ning Yan of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion!"

Murong Yue smiled. It turned out that she was the legitimate daughter of Marquis Dingyuan. The two of them were a perfect match and their family would definitely not object to their marriage.

But the next second his face froze and he quickly withdrew his hand from her delicate skin.

It seems that Marquis Dingyuan has only one daughter, who was named a noble concubine by the emperor and brought into the palace more than three months ago.

Ning Yan was amused by his actions, "Isn't it too late for you to take it back now?"

Murong Yue: Yes, they have done everything, more than once.

He slept with the emperor's woman. Will he be beheaded tomorrow?
Forget it, there’s no point thinking about those things, it’s better to enjoy life while you can.

To die under the peonies, even to be a ghost is romantic!
So he reached out his hand again, this time to a more tempting place.

……

It was still the end of the Chou hour when Murong Yue was sent away.

It’s a good thing that he wasn’t caught in bed with the emperor, but, but, but, what should he do if he still wants to see the imperial concubine again?
What if the imperial concubine doesn't look for him anymore?
So he went to the palace to meet Concubine Xian, his elder sister.

"What? You said you wanted to be a guard in the palace? Believe it or not, I will tell Daddy and let him beat you up alone!"

Murong Qing looked at his brother who didn't know what medicine he had taken, his eyes full of helplessness. He was a top scholar, but he didn't like practicing martial arts since he was a child. How could he enter the palace to be a guard?
(End of this chapter)