Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 715 I want to make dumplings with you
After saying that, he shook the dough hard and wiped off some sweat from his palms.

While lowering his head and continuing to make dumplings, his spine trembled as he waited for the response from the beast next to him.

Murong Chen glanced at Princess Yingxue in confusion.

What nonsense is this damn girl talking about?
Why is it not appropriate to start killing people on New Year's Eve?
Did he know that I asked the dining room to prepare a fresh carp for her?
Is it possible that I am afraid that if I ask someone to kill the carp, everything will go wrong in the next year?
But without killing the fish, how can we make sweet and sour fish for her?

Could it be that the carp that Chu people eat on New Year’s Eve died a few days ago?

He was puzzled.

Just don't think about it anymore.

You’ve killed everyone, why are you afraid of carp?
How to make dumplings with this dead girl and spend New Year's Eve happily is the serious thing that should be considered now.

"I want to make dumplings with you!"

No, no, that's a bit too direct.

"How to make dumplings, I want to learn!"

No, no, isn't this asking her?
This damn girl will become arrogant and arrogant even if she is given a little respect. It is definitely impossible for me to beg her!

Murong Chen just wanted to make a dumpling in the house that he said he was sure about.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold back a single word.

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Why is it that Xiaoguang is so relaxed when playing with her, but not herself?

Murong Chen gritted his teeth.

He reached out to pick up the dumpling wrappers.

You have to learn anyway, so just get started!
Xiang Yingxue stood beside him with trembling hair.

Seeing him reaching out, he screamed in fright.

He raised his hand and held his thick wrist.

A pair of watery eyes looked like a frightened deer.

"Your Highness"

She thought that when he mentioned the incident of stabbing him with a knife in the courtyard, he had the intention of killing her today.

She trembled and said: "My slave, my slave is still useful. I can make dumplings for you and prepare your daily meals."

Murong Chen didn't know why she suddenly said this.Isn’t she always doing the cooking?
However, no matter what, the courage I finally mustered up suddenly withered.

He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He had no choice but to plop down and sit down.

Both hands were playing with the pink silk flowers on the table boredly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Why not give her this pot of silk flowers first to ease the atmosphere, and then make dumplings with her?

What to say?

"Do you like this potted flower? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Not too good, it seems a bit random.

And if she said she didn't like it, wouldn't she be embarrassed?
"This flower is given to you by my king, take it!"

But, would she really leave with the flowers in her arms?

Then who will spend New Year’s Eve with me?
Although Xiang Yingxue was immersed in making dumplings, she also caught a glimpse of something strange about King Chen.

That barbarian commander with weird thoughts, dark and vicious thoughts, I don’t know what happened today.

Ever since I said in the courtyard: "You stabbed my guts with a knife, take it out!"

It became very weird.

She obviously wanted to eat dumplings and asked the dining room to prepare them before bringing them to her, but she let herself make them in front of him.

At this moment, I was playing with a pot of pearl silk flowers for a long time.

A rough-tempered grown man hesitated over a pot of artificial flowers.

Sometimes he stretches out his hand, sometimes he withdraws his hand.

I don't know what he wants to do.

Could it be that he fell in love with the delicacy and beauty of this flower just like he did before?

That's why you can't help but touch it again and again?
While Xiang Yingxue was wondering, Murong Chen had already thought of several ways to send flowers.

He finally got up the courage and stood up again.

(End of this chapter)