Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 160 Do You Like It?

However, as soon as he opened the door, Xiang Yingxue was stunned.

Although it was still the room she had always lived in, it had been newly decorated.

The table was filled with sumptuous food and wine, and when you smelled it carefully, you could hear the sweet fragrance of fruit wine.

The embroidered curtain that separated the bed and the dining table was replaced by a crystal clear curtain, which made a pleasant tinkling sound when rubbed.

There are flowing lotus-pink silk curtains all around, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are blooming.

The door opened, letting in a gentle breeze.

The curtains are flowing and the flowers are fragrant, just like a dream.

She walked blankly towards a pink hydrangea in bloom, which was the flower she placed most in Nanchu Palace.

While he was concentrating on fiddling with it, suddenly, there was a warmth behind him.

A tall body hugged her from behind, and his hot and moist breath hit her ears.

"Like it?"

She panicked and turned around quickly. When she saw it was King Chen, she immediately took two steps back.

Afraid of offending him, I nodded hesitantly and said softly: "I like it."

Murong Chen was very happy, seeing that she was still wearing a huge robe in the room, thinking that she was afraid of the cold.

Looking back at the guard, the guard immediately closed the door in a wise manner.

"It's inconvenient to wear, so take it off."

As he spoke, he helped her untie the robe.

As soon as it was pulled apart a little, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed.

Xiang Yingxue quickly closed her robe tightly and lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Murong Chen knew that she had just taken a bath and probably guessed what was going on.

Looking at the huge robe, I yearned for the inside.

However, after holding back for so many days, there was no need to accept her today.

He didn't pull on the exquisite robe anymore, but held her shoulders with both hands, lowered his head close to her face, and said gently: "Today is the sixth day of July."

The sixth day of July?Her birthday?

Xiang Yingxue suddenly raised her head.

Is this all to celebrate my birthday today?
How did he know, and why did he suddenly treat himself well?

However, all these questions were instantly overwhelmed by the sadness and disappointment in his heart.

On this day every year, there is a big banquet in the palace.

His father, mother, and brother used different methods to surprise themselves.

Beautiful fireworks will be set off over Yongchun City.

The common people were waiting for Princess Yingxue's birthday fireworks while visiting the bustling market. As time went by, they spontaneously regarded this day as a festival.

There were countless rare treasures sent to Yingxue Palace, and sometimes she gave them to palace maids who behaved well without even looking at them.

But today, she actually had to spend her birthday in the enemy commander's cage. How could her father be willing to do so?

As she thought about it, her eye circles gradually turned red.

Murong Chen thought she was moved by his careful preparation, and felt extremely happy.

He took out the slightly warm jasper safety buckle that had been held in his chest for a long time, and put it on her snow-white neck gently and tenderly.

"Like it?"

She glanced at King Chen, with hatred flowing out of her heart.

If it weren't for the ambition of Commander Beiyan, she would be having a banquet with her relatives in the palace now.

However, she suppressed the emotion in her eyes and still nodded: "I like it."

Murong Chen smiled slightly, put an arm around her waist, and led her to the dining table.

"The king specially sent people to arrest... and invited the best cooks in the border towns to cook these dishes and taste them."

Xiang Yingxue sat down silently.

I thought, after the Yan army entered the city, they looted everywhere, making the people miserable.

It goes without saying that the cook did not volunteer, so why should King Chen act so coquettishly?

(End of this chapter)