Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 655: I feel a sense of fun

Alas, I also blame myself.

When His Highness Prince Chen was in Yunzhou City before, he couldn't eat anything.

His complexion is getting worse and worse, and his whole body is skinny and bony.

Since returning from Soochow, my appetite has increased inexplicably, but I have repeatedly complained that the food is not to my liking.

He was afraid that His Highness would gradually be unable to eat like before, so he asked the old man to change the cook.

Unexpectedly, after many changes, the dead woman was replaced.

He also asked her to take advantage of the opportunity to be lazy.

How hateful!

The old man casually said that he should change the cook.

How can you easily change it to something you like?

So what if he is the royal chef in the palace?
At that time, His Highness King Chen was hiding in a small courtyard on the outskirts of Yunzhou City, and the cooks were the chefs sent by the emperor himself.

But isn't His Highness so thin that even his bones are about to fall apart, and he can't even eat a few mouthfuls?
His Highness has finally gained some muscle in the past few days, and his face doesn’t look so scary anymore. How can he change it?
Fei Shi weighed the pros and cons and felt that His Highness King Chen's body was the most important.

The disgusting appearance of the Princess of Chu appeared before his eyes, and he thought to himself.

When His Highness gets stronger, it won't be too late to get rid of her secretly!
However, although Fei Shi thought clearly, he still held a breath in his heart.

He asked dissatisfiedly: "Is it so difficult for her to do some tasks that look easy but are actually very tiring?"

The steward said to herself that after working as a steward for more than ten years, she had never heard of such a job.

She didn't dare to contradict him, with a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, Master Fei Shi, I will make arrangements when I get back, just..."

The stewardess hesitated to speak, but finally bowed to King Chen and boldly asked.

"I would like to ask Your Highness for instructions. If the Princess of Chu makes a mistake or makes a meritorious deed in the future, how should she deal with it?

Although I asked His Highness for instructions once, the old slave was still afraid that he would not be able to grasp the right balance.

I hope His Highness will make it clear again. "

"Of course I'll beat her to death!"

Before Fei Shi could say anything, King Chen opened his mouth leisurely.

"She is a slave in the mansion. All she needs to do is follow the rules of the mansion." The stewardess was delighted.

Just follow the rules of the government.

According to the rules of the government, it is not easy for things to go wrong.

When His Highness is held to account, it is easy to find excuses.

Murong Chen finished asking everything he wanted to ask and waved his hand to the steward.

The steward kowtowed and stepped out with relief.

Murong Chenwu took a sip of wine.

After putting down the wine cup, he glanced at the empty plates on the table again.

I thought to myself, this damn girl really has her wits about her.

In just a short time, she was promoted from a rough maid in the mansion to a third-class maid.

This speed is much faster than when he first joined the army.

Thinking of this, Murong Chen actually felt a sense of amusement.

Anyway, the prey has been carried back into the hole, so there is no harm in playing with it and then killing it.

There was a hint of teasing on his lips.

The dead girl was once just a powerless princess from her mother's family, but she was as powerful as a prince with a backer.

Now that she is a slave in the palace, I want to see what she can do!
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After the nun in charge resigned from King Chen, she went to Aunt Zhang to complain.

“Oh, my life is really hard.

I thought that His Highness Prince Chen's recent food was very satisfying, so he could give him some reward.

Unexpectedly, after I went there, not only was I scolded, but I was also left with a difficult problem. "

Aunt Zhang brought her a cup of hot tea.

"Old sister, this is the ripe Pu'er tea I bought at the market a few days ago. Take a sip to warm yourself up, and then tell me slowly."

The steward took a sip of hot tea and she felt a little warmer.

Yet he still sighed.

(End of this chapter)