Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 704 The timid little princess of Chu
Fei Shi opened his mouth wide.

This.
What happened to the courtesan of Wan'an City who wanted a hairpin, but His Highness bought a pot of silk flowers?

The hairpin can still be worn after all.

But these shabby silk flowers are just placed in the house to be eye-catching, not as good as hairpins.

He glanced at the little princess of Chu who was flushed, embarrassed, and cowering as if she had done something wrong.

Instantly, hatred arose.

Is it possible that His Highness still has feelings for that dead woman from Chu State?

Was this flower bought for her?
"Fei Shi, are you deaf?"

Feishi knew that King Chen was angry at this time and did not dare to dissuade him.

He could only angrily glare at the little princess of Chu, while reluctantly taking out the last silver note and 20 taels of silver from his arms.

The shopkeeper was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

A waiter collected the money for him and carefully wrapped the silk flowers.

After that, he tremblingly handed the box to Fei Shi, who also looked angry.

Fei Shi knew that this silk flower was most likely to be given to the little princess of Chu.

He felt depressed.

But he had no choice but to pass the rosewood box to King Chen with both hands.

"Young master, what you want."

Unexpectedly, Murong Chen didn't take it at all.

He just said calmly: "Put it where you are."

After that, he turned his head slightly.

The shopkeeper, who was lying on the ground in fear, kicked his legs desperately and huddled back several meters.

Murong Chen gritted his teeth, word by word, and said coldly: "It also depends on the owner when beating a dog!

Only this young master can bully my people! "

After saying that, he kicked a brand new hot gold plaque at the door that had not yet been hung up, and kicked it to pieces.

After receiving it, he walked out of the shop in a big way.

After walking a few steps, I turned back to see Princess Yingxue.

Seeing her standing there at a loss, he said sternly: "Hurry up and follow me!

I have to worry about everything, so what use do you have? "

Xiang Yingxue nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, Young Master!" Xiang Yingxue quickly followed up, clutching the corners of her sleeves tightly.

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

It’s unclear. It’s unclear.

What made Fei Shi happy was that His Highness Prince Chen had never asked him for the valuable pot of silk flowers.

It shows that this flower was not bought for the little princess of Chu at all.

Maybe it was because what the shopkeeper said was so unpleasant that His Highness Chen Wang was so angry that he behaved in various ways after that.

What makes the oiran of Wan'an City feel gratified is that although His Highness Prince Chen didn't buy anything for him, he was gentle and caring towards him.

The violent and vicious His Highness Prince Chen that Lord Feishi spoke of was not the same person at all.

However, Master Fei Shi is right about one thing.

His Highness Prince Chen has been a little moody since his defeat.

Hearing the shopkeeper scold the maid in the house actually made him lose his temper.

It really scares someone to death.

Fortunately, he treats himself well.

After returning from the market, he personally sent him back to his room, and asked his servants to bring him sweet soup, and watched him drink it before leaving.

He is a bit stingy, but as long as he enters Prince Chen's Mansion, he becomes the little master of the manor.

The money alone given by officials in private was enough to make him feel at ease.

Not to mention, if one day I can take charge of the central government in the mansion,
The courtesan from Wancheng became more and more beautiful as she thought about it, and gradually fell into sleep.

At midnight, the other courtyard of the Prefect's Mansion was silent.

Occasionally, a blackbird flies by, flapping its wings and making a little sound, or a few lonely insect chirps are heard intermittently.

"what!"

In the simple maid's room, a scream pierced the silent night sky.

Murong Chen, who had fallen asleep peacefully, suddenly sat up from the couch.

"Cher!"

He grabbed his coat, simply put it on his body, and rushed out quickly.

A heart thumped, beating violently.

Could it be that something happened to the dead girl?

Why didn't a spy come to report?

(End of this chapter)