Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 740
She was really scared.

What if I can't avoid this incident?

Murong Chen asked a few more questions.

I'm afraid he could have guessed from the sporadic description that it was the Yan Army formation diagram they were practicing recently.

Xiang Yingxue was cruel.

He lowered his eyes shyly.

“His Royal Highness said last night that he would not be back until three days later.

This servant misses His Highness a little.

only"

Princess Yingxue sat on Murong Chen's lap, her face getting redder and redder.

The index fingers of the two small hands were constantly intertwined.

"It's just that my painting skills are too poor, and I couldn't draw the majesty and handsomeness of His Highness."

Princess Yingxue finally finished speaking with great difficulty.

After that, he immediately buried the two messy little dumplings in King Chen's chest.

Her face was as red as a ripe peach.

Murong Chen wanted to lower his head to see her expression.

As soon as his face touched her bright red face, he instantly felt a scalding heat.

He felt refreshed.

Swallowed.

His whole body stiffened uncontrollably.

"Your Highness, she is lying!"

The oiran of Wan'an City screamed.

When she saw that the princess of Chu was in trouble, she was better than herself at coaxing a man, and even better than herself at deceiving a man into loving her.

She was distraught.

"Your Highness, the Princess of Chu has resentment in her heart. Who in the palace doesn't know?
On the day when the slave girl first arrived, she would rather go away with the Wu envoy than serve His Highness.

My servant also heard that he was in the Third Prince’s room, scolding you with filthy words and calling you stupid.”

The oiran of Wan'an City suddenly realized that he almost said the wrong thing and quickly swallowed the words "silly beast" back into his stomach.

"And when she was intimate with His Highness last night, not only was she willing to drink the wine His Highness fed her, but she also looked at His Highness with disgust.

There is no way she could miss His Highness!

Your Highness, you must be careful! "

The oiran of Wan'an City thought that pouring out all the things the servants said in tears would arouse Murong Chen's anger.

Or, at least, it will remind him not to trust this woman easily.

But they found that Murong Chen already looked like he had lost his heart and soul.

Her eyes almost fell to the face of the little princess of Chu.

His big hands kept scratching her little face, as if she liked it very much.

The oiran of Wan'an City squeezed her sleeves tightly.Is His Highness Prince Chen a fool?

Does he have amnesia or forgetfulness?

The princess of Chu State hated King Yanchen.

In intimate matters, there is no obedience.

In order not to clean up his bedroom, she tried her best to be promoted to a second-class maid.

I have to follow the old man from Wu State.

Who in the whole house doesn’t know about this matter?
The oiran of Wan'an City was heartbroken.

"Your Highness, there is no way she misses you!
If she really cares about you, why wouldn't she even want to learn how to serve you? "

"Unwilling to learn?"

Murong Chen's drunken eyes raised slightly.

Upon seeing this, the oiran of Wan'an City spoke even more energetically.

"Not only did she refuse to learn, she also beat the slave."

The courtesan of Wan'an City is whirling.

"Slave. I have a low status. It doesn't matter if I beat you.

But she clearly doesn't want to work hard for His Highness.

How can I miss you? "

Murong Chen listened.

Head down.

The big hand slid from Princess Yingxue's face to her snow-white neck.

It seemed like he was coaxing, but also like he was threatening.

While his hand was sliding, he said slowly: "Why don't you want to learn, huh?"

Xiang Yingxue felt the cold touch on her neck, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She forced herself to remain calm.

Keep admonishing yourself.

It's okay, it's okay.

Murong Chen didn't see the painting.

The oiran of Wan'an City did not say what the talisman on the painting looked like.

He would never know that it was the Yan army's formation diagram.

Don't be afraid.

Just think of a way to trick him out.

Xiang Yingxue lowered her eyes and her face turned red.

The pink little mouth opened and closed, and said softly: "It's not that I don't want to learn.

I'm a slave. I'm good at it."

　Try to have more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)