Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 1232: Is Your Highness the Princess satisfied?

Before Princess Yingxue's little mouth started to pout, Murong Chen comforted her: "Okay, okay, let me wash it off for you."

“You need to use that orientalis leaf water to wash your hair!”

"Okay, okay, use that orientalis leaf water to wash your hair!
I really don’t know how your little maids can stand you, you are so troublesome! "

My little maids?
Princess Yingxue flashed the figure of Xiaojue Xiaotao in her mind, and her nose felt sore.

However, she soon calmed down and continued to coquettishly say to Murong Chen: "Huh! Your Highness finds it troublesome, so just ignore this slave!"

"No trouble, no trouble!"

Murong Chen smiled flatteringly and said, "How can it be troublesome to wash Xueer's hair?"

Murong Chen followed Princess Yingxue's request and washed her hair cleanly.

He held a bunch of soft black and beautiful hair in front of her: "How is it? Are you satisfied, Your Highness?"

Princess Yingxue glanced at it and raised her chin coquettishly.

"Just barely."

An evil smile appeared on Murong Chen's lips.

"Now that you are satisfied, shouldn't you also satisfy Brother Chen?"

"Well!"

Before Princess Yingxue could react, her pink little mouth was blocked by the wolf's overbearing breath.

"No! No!"

"Xue'er is good, let Brother Chen be satisfied, okay?
Yes, be obedient, yes, respond to me, be very obedient. "

*
Early the next morning, it was Murong Chen who woke up first.

Looking at the sweet and docile little girl next to me, with her little sleeping face and flushed face, I feel extremely satisfied.

I picked up her hair and looked at it. Don't tell me, the hair washed out like this is really dark, shiny and has good texture.

He went to discuss matters as usual. After lunch, he couldn't wait to pull Princess Yingxue over to study together.

Murong Chen used to read simple reading books. Although they were useful, it was difficult to get that sense of enlightenment.

This time he finally found an excellent teacher, and he would not let him go.

As soon as Princess Yingxue entered the room, he hurriedly pulled her over before the fruit plate could be set down. "Xue'er, please explain to Brother Chen, what does this sentence mean?"

"It's as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, as immovable as a mountain."

Princess Yingxue sat down next to him, stroked the big black dog's head, and said patiently: "This is also the content of the military struggle chapter of Sun Tzu's Art of War."

I wanted to explain directly, but after thinking about it, I added, "Brother Chen can actually figure it out himself."

After hearing this, Murong Chen's face tightened as he remembered the last time he was laughed at by her and her brother.

Smelly girl, are you trying to trick me into saying some nonsense again to laugh at me?
Princess Yingxue really got to know Murong Chen better and better, and she could tell what he was thinking just by looking at him.

He picked up the book and hit him on the head hard, and said coquettishly: "The heart of a villain robs the belly of a gentleman!

Brother Chen, take a closer look. What is mentioned here is the state of marching. It's not that you don't understand, you just haven't tried to combine it with actual marching.

Just imagine, if you were marching with an army now, what would you want them to look like?
If you think about it more carefully, you will probably understand it. "

Murong Chen suddenly realized.

After sitting upright, he thought carefully for a moment.

"If I, the king, lead the army.
Naturally, we hope that the army will move quickly, like the flying wind.

When you are calm, it will be like a forest slowly unfolding.

The attack on a city is as swift as a blazing fire.

If you are stationed in defense, you will be as unmoving as a mountain!"

"Wow, Brother Chen explained it really well!"

Princess Yingxue looked at Murong Chen for the first time with a hint of sincere appreciation.

Don't tell me, this stupid beast is really talented and smart.

If the imperial brother was half as smart as him, he wouldn't have to endure so many years of hard work because his eldest son was incompetent.

"Am I actually...right?"

Murong Chen looked at the smiling little girl in surprise.

(End of this chapter)