Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 1095
Princess Yingxue followed Murong Chen with deep thoughts.

I walked through the hustle and bustle of the place and walked onto the sparsely populated stone bridge without even realizing it.

"Can you fucking hurry up!"

The sudden rude scolding suddenly brought her back to reality from her depression.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that at one end of the river, a dozen Yan soldiers were urging the people of Chu to put out lanterns.

One of the older women was a little slow, so the rude Yan Bing kicked her to the ground and whipped her hard.

When other Chu people saw this, they did not dare to ask for justice. They carefully and cautiously placed the beautiful lanterns they had just made into the river one by one.

All kinds of lanterns were scattered in all directions, like discrete sparkling fires in the darkness.

This was one of Princess Yingxue's favorite scenes in the past. Every time she saw it, she would jump up and down with joy, but at this moment, an indescribable feeling of sadness arose in her heart.

Murong Chen knew that she saw everything he wanted to hide, but she didn't want to hide it, and she had no intention of stopping Yan Bing's atrocities.

He just held her little body tightly in his arms, leaned close to his ear, and breathed out a breath of hot breath in the cool night of early spring.

"Does it look good?"

Princess Yingxue nodded reluctantly: "It looks good."

"Look at it for a while if it looks good."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Lanterns flowed into the water one after another, filling the entire river like starlight.

The sound of whipping came through the air again in an extremely inappropriate manner.

"Hurry up, dawdling!"

"Damn it, don't you have any hands? I'm giving you face, right?"

Princess Yingxue closed her eyes in pain.

If it weren't for his own incompetence, the people of Chu would not have been bullied to this extent.

Although she didn't want to make that beast unhappy at this time, she could no longer bear what she was seeing.

"Your Highness, I don't want to see this anymore..."

Murong Chen was silent for a long time.He said coldly: "Okay!"

On the way back from the market to the mansion, the two of them sat in the carriage without saying a word.

After getting off the carriage, Princess Yingxue looked up at the vermilion door of the mansion and bit her lower lip unconsciously.

However, before she could express her sadness, her little hand was held by King Chen.

Murong Chen pulled her, walking at a striding pace at first, and then walking faster and faster, so fast that Princess Yingxue couldn't even keep up with him at a trot.

He pulled her into the yard, kicked open the door, opened the glass bead curtain, and pushed her down on the large wooden couch!

The night sinks like ink, and gradually a touch of whiteness rises.

"Your Highness, this servant is tired."

"Your Highness, I beg you."

"Your Highness."

Princess Yingxue raised her little hand with her last remaining consciousness and touched his sweat-soaked face.

She said softly: "Will you accompany me to visit the Flower Palace next year?"

This night, even though Princess Yingxue was worried and depressed, she still slept very soundly.

When she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

As usual, she rolled around a few times on Murong Chen's large wooden couch, and then stretched out as comfortably as a kitten.

Suddenly, the enlarged and angular face in front of her made her almost scream.

"Your Majesty!

Why are you here? "

No.

Princess Yingxue lowered her eyes: "I want to say, you... why didn't you go to the camp?"

(End of this chapter)