Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 7

The girl pointed in the direction of the stairs.

"Brother, follow me to the private seats on the second floor, where the view is wider."

"girl!"

Murong Chen stopped the girl who was about to go upstairs and asked in a warm voice: "I just wanted to ask you, why do you keep calling me brother? Is it because you and I are somewhat similar?"

The image of her brother Wenxiu's thin and submissive appearance appeared in the girl's mind, and she quickly shook her head.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the sturdy Fei Shi standing aside with a serious face and a slight blush on his face. He was actually too embarrassed to speak out.

She hesitated for a moment, stepped forward lightly, stood on tiptoes, and put her pink lips close to Murong Chen's ear.

"We Chu girls used to call our family members brother, and only the men we admired in our hearts were called brother. However, as time has passed, now, as long as they are young men, the girls in Chu State call them brother. This brother does not want Think more.”

King Chen felt the girl's temperature and breath at close range, smelled the fragrance of her white and tender cheeks, his throat rolled, and his hands trembled slightly.

The desire to take her back to the house and love her all night became stronger.

And because I was in Nanchu, I couldn't do it directly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs and drums in the theater.

The girl screamed: "Oh, it's already started!"

She hurriedly went upstairs, and Murong Chen followed happily.

Xiaoju Xiaotao followed, muttering behind the two of them.

Xiaoju leaned close to Xiaotao's ear: "Do you think the lady is interested in that man?"

Xiao Tao took a careful look at King Chen's tall back, and then at the low-quality silk on his body. She shook her head like a rattle: "No, it's impossible. Who is the young lady? How could she fall in love with such a poor boy?"

"But with Miss's temperament, if she doesn't care, she won't even look at him. How can she possibly invite him to come to the show?"

Xiao Tao thought for a while: "What's the matter? Miss is the most generous. She probably thinks he is a warm-hearted person and helped her avoid the carriage, so I want to thank him."

Xiaoju pursed her lips and said, "That's true, our young lady's heart is with Master Jing." When they arrived at the booth, the waiter diligently poured tea and placed peanuts and fruit plates.

The girl picked up a golden tangerine and peeled it gently.

Murong Chen had never been interested in fruits and pastries. His eyes were slightly cold and he looked at Nanchu's luxurious and exquisite stage with a little disdain.

He thought to himself that the people of Chu enjoy so much in these unimportant things, no wonder the country's power is getting weaker and weaker, and there are fewer and fewer generals who can fight.

Just as he was thinking about it, a slender white hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.

Two peeled orange segments were placed firmly in the palm of my hand.

The oranges were crystal clear and juicy. If they were in Dayan, they would definitely be a good product for tribute.

The girl smiled sweetly, her red lips parted slightly.

"The mandarin oranges from my country of Chu are very delicious. Please give me a try, brother."

Murong Chen's cold face suddenly relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he picked up the orange from the girl's warm palm.

Mmm sweet!
It tastes much better than the kumquats the emperor gave him last year.

During his years in the army, he drank strong alcohol and ate large amounts of meat with his fellow soldiers, and almost never touched the sweet and sour things that women loved to eat.

But at this moment, my lips and tongue moved, and I realized that fruit could be so delicious.

He was about to eat another one to relieve his boredom, but he found that the girl was smiling and handed over another orange that had been peeled again.

It was just right to be served so comfortably.

Murong Chen took it with a happy face, thinking that such a sweet and lovely confidant must be taken back to stay with him for a long time.

It is best to take her with you when you are marching and fighting to avoid loneliness.

(End of this chapter)