Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 1368 I have made up my mind, don’t say more
"Don't talk nonsense!"

Murong Chen felt extremely distressed and hugged Princess Yingxue tightly.

“What’s past is past.

And Brother Chen said, I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you! "

"Chen'er, is she crazy or are you crazy?"

Dingbeihou opened his eyes wide.

"She is the woman who once killed you!"

"uncle!"

Murong Chen's eyes were scarlet red.

"My uncle watched me grow up and was willing to make plans for me. Chen'er is very grateful.

But it’s a private matter between me and the Princess of Chu, so I hope my uncle won’t interfere! "

"Chen'er!"

"Uncle, I have made up my mind, don't say any more words!"

Murong Chen picked up Princess Yingxue and walked away with very firm steps.

Dingbei Hou was left alone, stamping his feet on the spot.

Zhenyuan, Zhenyuan, you don’t take care of your own son, but you ask me to take care of it. How can I take care of it?

However, what made Dingbei Hou find it even more unbelievable was that he went back and had a boring drink, but he still wanted to preach to King Chen the next day and try to win over him.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he would already be on the carriage back to Yunzhou City.

He beat his chest.

Chen'er, Chen'er, why are you so stubborn?

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Murong Chen finally drove away Marquis Dingbei and tried his best to please Princess Yingxue.

The two lived a sweet life again.

"Your Highness, this is the green pomelo tea prepared by the Princess of Chu for you. She said that drinking it can relieve the dryness of autumn."

I heard that it was prepared by the little girl. Before Murong Chen drank it, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised.

Yan Bing, who was serving closely, saw that His Highness King Chen was happy and hurriedly said a few more words.

"The princess knew that Your Highness would not return to the palace for lunch today, so she specially prepared the meal herself and asked someone to deliver it. She said she was afraid that you would not eat well in the camp."

The corners of Murong Chen's lips raised even higher, but he deliberately didn't want others to see it.

He picked up the green pomelo tea and took a sip, then said lukewarmly: "She has a heart."

Turning his head, he looked at Yan Bing who was serving tea.

"That's right, if you ask Fei Shi to advance you to a higher level, you'll be told that it's the king's right!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Yan Bing immediately knelt down to thank him.

I thought to myself, Master Fei Shi always said that His Highness’s thoughts are getting harder and harder to guess and more difficult to serve, but it’s obviously very easy.As long as the Princess of Chu is mentioned from time to time, His Highness will be happy.

Master Fei Shi is not stupid, so why can't his mind turn around?

Murong Chen finished his tea and continued to lead the troops in drills. After that, he returned to the commander's tent dripping with sweat.

What food did the little girl bring me today?

leg of lamb?

There must be this.

She knew I was good at this.

Well, will there be crispy duck with plum and tangerine peel?

I haven't eaten for a long time.

And the little girl never makes the same tea in one day.

I just drank pomelo tea, what will I do at lunch?
Tea or fruit wine?

Murong Chen happily entered the handsome tent.

Only a stern voice was heard: "Kneel down!"

He was momentarily confused.

He took a careful look at the commander's seat and immediately knelt down without hesitation.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Father, why are you here?"

"Do you still think of me as your adoptive father?"

"Son dare not!"

Murong Chen kowtowed respectfully.

"My son was just a poor and helpless boy back then. Thanks to his foster father's guidance and promotion, he also saved me from danger several times.

My adoptive father has shown me more kindness than my biological father, and my son will never forget it for the rest of his life! "

General Zhenyuan stood up angrily.

"If you don't forget, why would you do such a treacherous thing!"

Murong Chen looked stunned: "My son doesn't have one!"

"No?"

General Zhenyuan whipped him on the back.

"Your uncle only cares about you, but you only care about that witch from Chu country.

They also put him in a carriage while he was drunk and drove him away.

Is this the filial piety you should fulfill as a junior? "

(End of this chapter)