Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 930 Pulled into his arms

Murong Chen tightly grasped the hem of his clothes with his big hands.

Obviously, I told her a few days ago to let her stay in the house honestly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude.

As a result, just a few days later, evil ideas came to my head again!
He kicked the bookcase away, stood up, and walked towards the courtyard where Princess Yingxue lived.

The luxurious bedroom has bright and clean windows.

Princess Yingxue is learning how to sew clothes from Xiang Tao.

Suddenly, he saw the tall and muscular King Chen coming menacingly.

The master and servant threw their things on the table in panic and knelt down in a hurry.

"See His Highness King Chen!"

Murong Chen looked stern and exuded an evil aura.

He strode to the mahogany carved chair and sat down.

Neither Xiangtao nor Princess Yingxue dared to speak.

The air pressure inside the house became extremely low.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Murong Chen didn't say anything, just looked at Princess Yingxue quietly, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

After a long time, Xiangtao couldn't bear it anymore.

"Your Highness"

"go out!"

Murong Chen uttered two words coldly.

Xiangtao glanced at Princess Yingxue worriedly.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Only Princess Yingxue and Prince Chen were left in the room.

Murong Chen still stared at Princess Yingxue without saying a word.

I want to use this to make her feel stressed and make her feel confused.

Let her behave and tell her her thoughts honestly.

However, Princess Yingxue seemed to have expected this moment, and she knelt on the ground quietly.

No panic or confusion.

He lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face.

Murong Chen couldn't bear it anymore.

He said coldly: "Come here!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Princess Yingxue stood up obediently, and Yingying approached him.

When they were at arm's length, Murong Chen suddenly pulled her into his arms and sat on his lap.

The big hand first touched her little face.Then, slide down bit by bit.

Sliding across her neck, across her chest, and down to her slender waist.

The big palm suddenly exerted force.

Princess Yingxue immediately felt sore and uncomfortable.

Murong Chen lifted her body up.

He put his mouth next to her small ears like ingots and exhaled a stream of hot breath.

"How does it taste, huh?"

Beads of sweat gradually formed on Princess Yingxue's forehead.

Her small hands grasped the hem of his chest into wrinkles.

"Your Highness, why is this?"

"Why?"

Murong Chen sneered.

A big hand brushed the broken hair on her forehead.

He said slowly: "You should ask yourself, why is this scene happening?"

Princess Yingxue's body was dripping with sweat.

The little hands holding his clothes became harder and harder.

"Slave. I don't understand what His Highness is talking about."

"don't know?"

Murong Chen's mouth was playful.

"You asked the generals to make trouble with me and forced me to come to you in person. Don't you have something to say?"

Seeing the delicate little girl sitting in his arms struggling to hold on, Murong Chen's face showed no emotion at all.

“You forced me to come here, but you refused to say what you wanted to say.

It's you who suffers, isn't it? "

"Your Highness."

Princess Yingxue was covered in sweat and looked up at him.

His eyes were hazy and his pink lips were slightly parted.

"This slave has really forgotten the recipe for seasoning.

If His Highness asks a slave to serve him closely, and the slave wants to please His Highness, maybe he will be able to think of something. "

Princess Yingxue could no longer bear it.

One small hand tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and the other small hand firmly grasped his broad shoulder.

"Slaves are always more careful than Master Fei Shi."

(End of this chapter)