Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 325: Gaining the favor of one’s man

Murong Chen's pupils dilated and he looked at her in disbelief.

The little princess from a wealthy country who used to be petite and willful, and rejected people thousands of miles away, was now closing her eyes slightly, raising her head, and kissing herself seriously.

Gradually, King Chen also started to enjoy it with his eyes a little tipsy and his heart brimming with excitement.

Xiang Yingxue kissed for a while and found that King Chen was motionless.

I was a little surprised.

That time when she pretended to be drunk, didn't he just kiss her for a short while and he couldn't wait to pounce on her?

Why doesn't it work this time?
How much longer does he want to torture himself before he starts?
Why is this night so long?
She thought for a moment, then her pink and waxy lips slipped from his ice-like thin lips.

Slide it over his neck and onto his chest.

The soft and delicate little hands gradually slid down...

Suddenly, the wrist of that extremely dishonest little hand was suddenly grabbed by Murong Chen.

His chin was also lifted forcefully with his other hand.

Murong Chen looked into her eyes in disbelief, and his tone was cold to the bone: "Who taught you this!"

what?
Xiang Yingxue didn't quite understand what he meant for a while.

Murong Chen squeezed her little hand that had just been careless, and her sharp eyes were filled with blood.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I will ask you again, who taught you what you do?"

He did hate her.

In the main hall of the Chu Palace, he sincerely asked to marry her as his princess. After she was coldly rejected, he hated her.

After leaving Yongchun City, he hated her when she posted a million-dollar reward and was pursued day and night by the black and white teams without a moment's rest.

After being captured and possessed by him, she pretended to be a docile and well-behaved new wife, but she escaped from the city with Zhou Jingxiao. He hated her.

She deceived his own brother, causing him to dream about her for many years, and now she made him drink alcohol every day. He hated her.

However, all the hatred added up is not as painful as it is now.

It is so disgusting that it gnaws at the bones and burns at the heart!
He couldn't imagine that her charming little appearance had ever been seen, admired, and enjoyed by another man.It's even more likely that it was the man who nurtured her to be like this.

Therefore, he wanted to hear the answer from her mouth as to who taught her, but he did not dare to hear the answer from her mouth.

He was afraid of hearing that person's name.

Afraid that she would know that it was that person who taught her what she was doing now, and afraid that she would kill him at all costs.

That way...the pink girl in front of me will hate herself for the rest of her life...

The image of Princess Yingxue when she rushed in front of Zhou Jing to block his sharp sword appeared in Murong Chen's eyes again.

He closed his eyes in pain.

"Yes...I learned it myself."

When Xiang Yingxue said this hesitantly, there was already a hint of crying in her voice.

"Did you learn it yourself?"

Murong Chen opened his eyes and glared at her mercilessly.

The voice was almost roaring: "A princess of this country needs to learn this, do you think this king is a fool?"

Xiang Yingxue was frightened by the deafening sound, and her wrists and chin were unconsciously pinched red.

She gasped and hissed.

"pain!"

However, Murong Chen was still in a rage and had no intention of letting her go.

Her expression became more and more painful, and tears fell down.

While crying, she said out of breath: "It's the Queen Mother! It's the Queen Mother... she forced me to read the picture album, she said... no matter how prosperous and wealthy a woman is, she still wants to be loved by her man. .”

After saying that, I really couldn't bear the overwhelming feeling of humiliation tonight, so I stood in front of Murong Chen and started to cry bitterly.

(End of this chapter)