Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 891 The Princess’ Picky Taste

My mother once said that if a couple encounters a cold situation, they should ask each other to do something that is easy to do, and then express gratitude in a gentle and small way.

However, he seemed reluctant to do this easily.

Xiang Yingxue pursed her lips uncomfortably.

What's next?

Murong Chen stood in front of the carved wooden door and was stunned for a moment.

Turn around and walk quickly to the couch.

The huge body leaned down, forming a kind of oppression on Princess Yingxue's petite body.

He said one word at a time: "You just said, what do you want to do?"

It’s not that I want to leave the Yan Army camp, I don’t want to let your imperial brother go, I don’t want to eat delicious food.

Want to eat hot pot instead?

Murong Chen's eyes became more and more serious, his face full of disbelief.

Xiang Yingxue's hand on the couch unconsciously shrank back.

The way he looked made her a little scared.

However, she finally worked up the courage to reconcile with him, and she didn't want to waste all her efforts.

I'm even more afraid that if I don't succeed this time, I won't have any thoughts about it in the future.

She lowered her eyes and said bravely: "Yes, Your Highness, I want to eat hot pot."

Murong Chen's big hand suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted her little face up.

The cold black eyes were full of inquiry.

"who am I?"

"You are His Highness Prince Chen."

"Where is this place?"

"This. This is Wan'an City"

The more Princess Yingxue answered, the more guilty she felt.

What is he trying to do?
I just want to eat hot pot!
Isn't he willing to do such a simple thing for himself?

Even though he is still greedy for his own beauty, he doesn't care about himself so much.

It may be impossible to control him in the future.

However, Murong Chen's frown seemed to relax a little after hearing these two answers.After thinking about it, he looked into Princess Yingxue's eyes and asked, "Which country are you from?"

This.
Princess Yingxue was even more confused.

She lowered her eyes.

"This slave is from the Chu State, and is a prisoner of the Yan army that His Highness brought back from the battlefield."

After hearing this, Murong Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

From this point of view, there was nothing wrong with Xueer's little brain.

But why did she just say that she wanted to eat a pot?
Whether it's a copper pot or an iron pot, it's not something this little girl can chew, let alone eat.

Could it be that she is weak and a little cold now, so she wants to drink hot water from the hot pot?
Murong Chen was puzzled.

But after all, he just said that as long as she wakes up, he will agree to anything.

As the prince of the Yan Kingdom, I must mean what I say.

Pots are not uncommon, every household has them, and naturally there are more than a dozen people in this house.

"Okay, I will ask someone to make hot pot for you.

Is there anything else you want to eat?

Ask someone to do it for you! "

After hearing this, Princess Yingxue's heart dropped to the ground.

The beast of Yan State finally agreed to this trivial and trivial request.

And I really miss hot pot.

Otherwise, I would not have gathered in the Octagonal Pavilion to eat hot pot with the emperor, brother and mother in my dream.

"Your Majesty, I don't need to worry about it. It's enough for me to just eat hot pot."

Murong Chen's brows tightened again.

Is there anything wrong with this girl's mind?

After not eating for three days, I asked her what she wanted to eat, and she insisted that she would only eat one pot?

Forget it, just satisfy her and make her something else to eat.

Murong Chen left quickly and asked Xiang Tao to come and take care of her.

He went to the dining room and made a table of food that was barely edible for Princess Yingxue's picky palate.

(End of this chapter)