Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 1012

Murong Chen originally thought that the little girl was just being naughty after drinking, but he didn't expect that his mouth was getting more and more painful.

Damn girl, she actually used all her strength. Did she want to rip my mouth off?

Murong Chen was so painful that he held her white and tender little hand in his big hand and pulled it down hard.

Unexpectedly, the drunken Princess Yingxue was quite strong, but she refused to obey, so she tried her best to confront him.

As the two of them went back and forth, Princess Yingxue slipped backwards and almost fell to the ground.

Murong Chen quickly hugged her whole body.

He sighed, turned around in his arms, and carried the little girl, who was unwilling to be honest for a moment, to the large couch.

Damn girl!
After drinking a little wine, you become this kind of virtuous person!
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have fed her so much!
It was getting late, and Murong Chen was a little tired after working for so long.

His slender fingers untied his gown and lay down on the outside of the wooden couch.

It's getting late, so let's keep her here for one night and drive her back tomorrow.

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Murong Chen sighed again.

Ever since the dead girl woke up, her temperament has changed drastically.

He knew that she was weird and had bad intentions, and he had repeatedly warned himself to be careful, but he was always approached by her inexplicably.

Not only did he make her his maid, he also allowed her to stay on his bed.

What happens next?
What kind of conspiracy does the dead girl have?
Will he kill himself again, or start targeting the loyal ministers and generals of the Yan Kingdom?
He frowned and turned over melancholy.

This turn over almost frightened me.

The little girl, who had been silent for a long time, was now lying on her side.

Her eyes were wide open, her little hands were dragging her cheeks, and she looked at him with a blushing smile.

The pink little mouth opened and closed: "Where did this come from. Handsome brother?"

Murong Chen stared at her faintly and snorted coldly in his heart.

There was such a big change after drinking a little wine.

She had neither the consciousness of being a slave nor the restraint of a princess, so she suddenly transformed into a bad girl who teased the young master of a good family.

He was a little annoyed: "I'm from Chu!" Chu?

Princess Yingxue was stunned for a moment, then she smiled even more happily.

Her small hands climbed up to his handsome face, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Are you from Chu State? Why have I never seen you before?

Which family are you from?
I call you into the palace to be my escort and bodyguard, so that your family can be honored. "

Murong Chen grabbed her little hand that was groping randomly on his face and threw it aside mercilessly, his voice getting even colder.

"My family name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Jing."

His eyes were fixed on her, as if he was interrogating a prisoner who had hidden evidence for a long time, trying to find some clues on her face.

The dark eyes seemed to contain some kind of vague expectation, but they also hinted at the viciousness that would put her to death after eagerly revealing the secret.

Brother Zhou Jing!

Princess Yingxue seemed to be hit suddenly by something.

The playful look that used to be teasing the handsome young man with a playful smile suddenly turned serious.

A touch of sadness gradually appeared in his watery eyes, and he murmured: "Brother Zhou Jing."

Murong Chen's eyes became more and more serious, like a knife gouging Princess Yingxue's face.

"I'm Zhou Jing, do you miss your brother Zhou Jing, eh?"

When Princess Yingxue heard his words, her eyes that were originally blurry gradually became clear and filled with mist again.

Nodding sadly: "I think."

After saying that, he propped up his petite body and gradually got closer to Murong Chen's face.

Spotting his cold thin lips, she sucked them in very gently.

Little by little, it becomes more and more affectionate and devoted.

And Murong Chen's eyes became colder and colder, more and more sinister.

(End of this chapter)