Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 359 Brother Chen likes it very much

The more Lu Hanyan looked at the comb, the more she liked it.

Gold, silver and other treasures are enough, beauty is a woman's most advantageous weapon.

Who doesn’t want their hair to be dark and shiny all the time?
What's more, she had heard early on that women might have a lot of gray hair after giving birth.

If it were true, after giving birth to a prince, it would be of no use to have a head of old white hair every day, no matter how beautiful the face was.

Aren’t you still disliked by men?

With her misty temples combed and her hair combed, she is bound to win.

Lu Hanyan smiled and pretended to be playful in Murong Yue's ear.

She said in a coquettish voice: "Your Majesty, I really like that comb. When your little prince is born in the future, he will definitely like it when he sees his mother's black and beautiful hair."

When she said this, Murong Yue naturally had no reason to refuse.

There is nothing better than a comb. If the Queen wants it, then let her have it.

He nodded.

Lu Hanyan was ecstatic, took his arm, and leaned close to his ear affectionately.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am very happy."

Murong Yue was about to ask the eunuch to bring over the comb, but she saw Murong Chen, who had been staring blankly at the treasure box, suddenly stood up.

He walked straight to the third treasure box, picked up the emerald comb set with rubies and looked at the sunlight.

Crystal clear and high quality.

This kind of thing is considered rare in the world.

This is probably the only thing in Chu State, or even in the whole world.

That girl loves beauty very much. When she was in Chu Palace, she would smear her whole body with pearl powder every day.

The country of Yan was in a difficult time and could not afford so many pearls.

But I can still afford it if I bring her a hair-raising comb back and tell my brother.

The image flashed in his mind of being in the bathroom, running his rough fingers through her soft hair, holding the back of her head and kissing her happily.

I couldn't help but my heart beat a few beats faster.

"Brother Huang."

Murong Chen turned around and looked at Murong Yue.

"Brother Chen likes this comb very much." Lu Hanyan's expression suddenly changed.

I never expected that a grown man like Murong Chen would fall in love with a comb.

She urgently squeezed Murong Yue's arm and whispered coquettishly: "Your Majesty, you just promised Yan'er."

Murong Yue also felt that it didn't matter whether a grown man's hair was good or not. This comb was more suitable for a queen.

But when he saw Murong Chen smiling at the comb, looking completely oblivious, a warm current surged in his heart.

The second brother lied about his age and joined the army when he was very young in order to support the family.

Through hardships, blood and sweat.

He is neither greedy for property nor fond of women, and has never asked for anything from himself.

Finally, there is something he likes. Even if it is not suitable for him, how can he bear to refuse it?

"Since Chen'er likes it, just take it."

"His Majesty!"

Lu Hanyan shook his arm anxiously.

In order to save the emperor's face, her voice remained low.

"You promised me my concubine first. As a noble person with golden words, you can't go back on your word."

Although the two whispered quietly, no one else could hear them, especially Murong Chen, who was standing far away and lost in memories.

But Murong Yue was still blushing, and he threw away Lu Hanyan's arm with some displeasure.

He lowered his voice: "I did promise you first, and I won't go back on it. But you are Chen'er's sister-in-law. It's rare for him to want something, so what's wrong with you willingly giving it to him!"

Volunteer?

Lu Hanyan was furious.

This is clearly forced!

However, Murong Yue had just shown some tenderness to her, and she did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the emperor.

He just kept cursing in his heart, and at the same time he was even more afraid of King Chen.

He easily took away the comb he liked.

What about the throne that you like?
Will it be taken away by him easily?

(End of this chapter)