Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 232: Locked up even if you don’t want to

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Fei Shi took the order and left.

He had never made a cage, either, but unlike Iron Armor, he didn't go out alone to find one.

Instead, he found a few experienced soldiers in the camp and went with him.

Some of them made a living by knitting before joining King Chen's army.

Entering the mountain, the soldier quickly found the most suitable bamboo for a cage.

He picked a few old and tender ones, skillfully split them into bamboo pieces for weaving, and handed them to Fei Shi respectfully.

Feishi hurried back to the commander's tent with the bamboo pieces, the soldiers who were good at making birdcages, and the ropes needed for weaving.

Murong Chen was very satisfied when he saw these things, nodded and praised: "Twigs like this are good materials for making cages."

"Your Highness, this is not..."

Bing, who is good at making birdcages, just wanted to say, this is not a branch, but a piece of bamboo.

Fei Shi immediately turned back to glare at him and whispered: "Whatever His Highness says is true."

The soldier understood immediately and quickly lowered his head.

Murong Chen picked up the bamboo pieces and knitted them a few times. He was very interested in it at first, but as the knitting became more ugly, he gradually lost interest.

Seeing that King Chen was no longer interested, Fei Shi said to the soldiers behind him: "How can I really bother His Highness to condescend to do something like this for farmers in the mountains? Why don't you hurry up and do it for Your Highness!"

A simple sentence not only gave King Chen enough steps to step down, but also successfully solved his troubles, and did not disturb the master when he was still interested. It really showed his skill.

The soldier hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on his knees, and took the twisted cage from Murong Chen's hand.

Two dexterous hands shuttled around, and after a while, a beautiful birdcage appeared in front of several people.

Murong Chen became more and more satisfied as he watched, and ordered: "Fei Shi, take him down to receive the reward!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"

The soldiers knelt down and thanked him.

On weekdays, I can only take a look at King Chen from a distance.

Not only did I enter the commander's tent today, I also received a reward. I was absolutely elated.

Back in the camp, I had a lot of fun with my brothers.

He happily followed the flying stones and retreated.Murong Chen was the only one left in the handsome tent.

He lifted the birdcage a little higher and looked at it carefully for a while.

I thought that the girl would be happy when she saw her.

She is usually alone in the house, so she is inevitably lonely and boring.

It would be nice to have such a gadget to accompany her and relieve her boredom.

As long as she is in a good mood and doesn't hurt others with all her teeth, she can be happy too, right?

The corners of his lips raised, and the scenes from last night flashed through his mind.

The girl suddenly hugged him from behind. When he turned around, she took the initiative to kiss him.

The pink lips are soft and waxy. They are the most delicious thing in the world. No matter how much you suck on them, they are never enough.

But a few days ago, she was gnashing her teeth and saying she wanted to kill me. Why did she suddenly change to this look?

Murong Chen frowned, and a person's name quickly flashed through his mind.

Zhou Jing!

Could she have mistaken me for Zhou Jing because she was drunk?
Otherwise, how could there be such a big change from before to after!

Thinking of this, Murong Chen was filled with jealousy and slapped his palm on the table.

Click!

There was a crack in the case.

I was already upset, but the bird happened to join in the fun.

As if unwilling to be trapped by him, it flew over and wanted to peck his face.

Murong Chen was so angry that he grabbed the bird, let it struggle, and locked it in the cage.

He glanced at the beautiful bird with a red head and green tail, then looked at the palm of his hand that was pecked with blood, and sneered.

"Whatever I want, I will keep it locked away no matter how reluctant I am!"

He carried the bird cage and the flying stone armor back to the general's mansion.

(End of this chapter)