Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 739: Standing next to King Chen, the fox pretends to be a tiger.
Princess Yingxue burst into laughter.

"Since the person in the painting is extremely ugly and wretched, how did you recognize him at a glance as His Highness Prince Chen?
Could it be in your heart
Is His Highness Prince Chen supposed to be so ugly and vulgar? "

When Princess Yingxue said this, she deliberately emphasized the words "ugly and vulgar".

He was clearly explaining, but it sounded like he was taking this opportunity to vent his anger.

He was gnashing his teeth so much that even Murong Chen felt weird.

He frowned.

When did you become ugly and vulgar?

It is clearly a charming and graceful person with jade trees facing the wind.

Also, be gentle and considerate.

Even on the couch, she was made comfortable first.

What else is she dissatisfied with?
The oiran of Wan'an City didn't know what the two were thinking, so he saw His Highness Prince Chen frowning.

He hurriedly kowtowed and explained: "Your Highness, I don't have any servants!

His Highness is very heroic and handsome in the hearts of slaves.

How dare this slave think of His Highness like that? "

"Since there is not."

Princess Yingxue smiled.

"Why do you think the person in the painting is His Highness Prince Chen when you see him looking ugly and wretched?"

"Slave. Slave"

The oiran of Wan'an City shed a line of cold sweat.

"Slave, you are just guessing."

"Oh, I guessed it."

There was a hint of sarcasm on Xiang Yingxue's lips.

Standing next to King Chen, the fox pretends to be the tiger.

Yin and Yang said angrily: "Don't make random guesses in the future. If you bump into His Highness, your head will be lost!"

After Murong Chen heard this, his eyes squinted at Princess Yingxue.

Damn girl!
Quite good at taking advantage of situations.

But since you know how to use my name to scare people who are harmful to you, why don't you know how to be grateful to me?
When the oiran of Wan'an City heard the words "lost his head", he was trembling with fear.

"Your Highness, I am an honest person and don't think too much. When I came in, I saw that the Princess of Chu had drawn a picture of the cavalry of the State of Yan, and also drawn many charms.

I also heard people say that the Princess of Chu has never been very respectful to His Royal Highness King Chen, so I dared to speculate like this.

The servant was also afraid that His Highness would be blinded, so he took the risk of being framed by the sharp-tongued Princess of Chu and came to report to His Highness King Chen! "

Having said this, the oiran of Wan'an City suddenly had a clear mind.

She thought for a while, then cried bitterly: "Your Highness, please think about it.

Princess Yingxue was a princess of the Chu Kingdom and was taken to the Yan army camp as a slave. She must have resented her in her heart.

Anyone who sees her drawing a small painting of Yan Bing will think so if they are worried about His Highness.

Your Highness must understand your slave's painstaking efforts! "

This sentence suddenly hit a sore spot.

Murong Chen raised his eyes and picked up the wine cup on the table.

He raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

He slammed the wine cup on the table.

After that, he stretched his big hand to the side, pulled Princess Yingxue over, and sat down on his lap.

His big hand held her chin ruthlessly and stared into her eyes carefully.

Speak slowly, one word at a time.

"Why draw the Yan cavalry?"

Xiang Yingxue didn't expect such a question.

Her eyes were darting around, panicked like a frightened deer.

She didn't want to look at King Chen and wanted to lower her head.

But she was restrained by his big hands, and she could only raise her head and look at him very closely.

"I am asking you, why do you want to draw the Yan cavalry?"

"Because. Because"

Princess Yingxue looked sad.

This oiran clearly looks like he has no brains.

The last sentence hit the point exactly.

A dignified princess of the Chu Kingdom was kidnapped to the Yan army camp. What reason could there be for secretly painting a portrait of the Yan Kingdom’s cavalry?
(End of this chapter)