Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 1005 I want to swallow my own thoughts

Xiang Yingxue grabbed Murong Chen's back collar with her small hands, trying to make him stop, but was thrown away by him again.

Murong Chen walked quickly forward and said coldly: "You have four uncles!
Two of them live in Yongchun City, and the other two, one is in Xunjiang City and the other is in Anyang City.

You have never interacted with your three uncles from Yongchun City and Xunjiang City. You have only been close to your uncle from Anyang City since you were a child.

Anyang City is more than ten days away from Yongchun City. Where do you go to swing every day? "

Princess Yingxue suddenly stopped.

This.
I said it casually, but I didn't expect him to be so serious?
Besides, he actually knew something as trivial as which uncle he was close to?
Could this be of any benefit to attacking Da Chu?
Princess Yingxue was puzzled.

When he came back to his senses, Murong Chen had already gone far.

She trotted over and didn't catch up with King Chen until he entered the house.

I have just obtained some benefits for the imperial brother, now I have to carefully coax this man.

She smiled ingratiatingly, picked up the teapot, and poured him a cup of tea.

"Your Highness, please use some water."

Murong Chen glanced at it but didn't answer.

He lifted up his clothes expressionlessly and sat down in front of the desk.

After a moment of silence, spread out a piece of rice paper.

He picked up the Langhao pen, dipped it in ink, and started practicing calligraphy.

"Your Highness, my servant will practice with you."

Princess Yingxue said, her petite body trying to get into his arms like before.

Murong Chen turned his head, his eyes extremely cold and solemn, which made Princess Yingxue feel guilty.

She laughed uncomfortably.

"Your Highness, I have no other intentions. I just want to help Your Highness practice his calligraphy."

After saying that, while glancing at him, he stretched out his two small hands, carefully held his right arm, and raised it gently.

The little head with two dumplings in it slowly crawled into his arms.

Murong Chen shook his two little hands away with a slight flick.He blocked her coldly: "No need, I will practice by myself!"

Princess Yingxue smiled even more uncomfortably.

"How can you let Your Highness practice by yourself when you have a slave here? It's better for the slave to accompany you."

After saying that, she wanted to crawl into his arms again.

Murong Chen stopped the malicious little rabbit again: "I am willing!"

Seeing that he was getting serious, Princess Yingxue had no choice but to give up and knelt down beside him, quietly watching him write.

Ha, this stupid beast is progressing really fast, he is much better than the imperial brother.

It's only been a few days, but it's already written in style.

If those famous calligraphers in Chu State had accepted him as their disciple instead of the imperial brother, Chu State would have gained another young and handsome calligrapher now.

There was still some time before dinner, and Xiang Yingxue had nothing to do, so she kept staring at him writing.

Suddenly I realized that his big hands were very beautiful.

The five fingers are long and slender, and the joints are clearly defined. One look at it and you can tell that the hand is very powerful.

She unconsciously reached out her little hand and touched his knuckles.

Murong Chen stopped writing, turned around and said, "What do you want to do?"

Princess Yingxue could tell that he was still angry, so she deliberately tried to please him.

He raised his little face, smiled, and said without any hint of concealment: "Your Highness has beautiful hands."

Murong Chen glanced at his big hand, feeling a little proud in his heart.

In a flash, he remembered the feeling of this big hand roaming freely on her delicate body. His Adam's apple made a grunt and he swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

When he looked up again, he found that Princess Yingxue's watery eyes were very close to her, and she was looking at him blinkingly.

His eyes were full of purity and innocence, reflecting his inner desires a little dirty.

The little white rabbit was completely unaware that the wolf swallowed a large mouthful of saliva because he wanted to swallow him.

(End of this chapter)