This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

"Ah, this, Zhishu, there are many red marks on my neck. If others see it, it will be troublesome. What should I do?" Nalan Meng is charming and angry.

Zhishu laughed, "princess, it's OK. These are the evidence of your love with the crown prince. When you wear a scarf around your neck, you can cover it!"

"Then go and find me a Weibo." Nalan Meng said anxiously that she didn't want others to see this scene.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Zhishu said, and hurried to the next wing to find Weibo.

Looking at the marks on the princess' neck, she thought that the princess and the crown prince must have been very fierce last night, right?

Soon, Zhishu brought a snow-white fox hair scarf.

Nalan Meng hurriedly put on his scarf and covered the red mark on his neck with fox hair, which was a sigh of relief.

Knowing the book, he smiled and said, "princess, are you reconciled with the crown prince again?"

Nalan Meng sheepishly said, "there is nothing between him and me. After those misunderstandings are made clear, it will be fine!"

"That's good, so I can rest assured! Maybe you'll have a young son soon!" Zhishu smiled and said.

"Zhishu, don't talk nonsense." Nalan Meng hurriedly stopped Zhishu and pretended to be angry.

But Zhishu could see that the princess looked angry on the surface, but in fact, between her eyebrows and eyes, it was an unshakable sweetness.

"Dream." Just then, the voice of naranjun came from outside.

Nalan Meng hurriedly stood up and greeted him. "Father, why are you here?"

Nalan Jun glanced sideways at Zhishu, and Zhishu quickly retreated with interest.

After Zhishu left, naranjun walked into the room, put his hat on the table, and then sat down at the table with a hard sigh, "really, Ben Hou's action last night failed!"

Nalan Meng sat opposite Nalan Jun and said faintly, "father, Chu xuanchen is so powerful, is it so easy to assassinate?"

"But I sent all the elite people from Donglin. I didn't expect that they didn't even touch half of Chu xuanchen's hair. Not only that, they also died a lot!" Naranjun gnawed his teeth in resentment.

Nalan Meng handed a bowl of porridge to Nalan Jun and said, "father, come on, drink a bowl of porridge first to calm down."

As she said, she added, "as far as I know, Chu xuanchen has been assassinated many times before, but he has survived. Therefore, such a person is difficult to deal with. It doesn't matter if we fail this time. Next time, we will act after we have a long-term plan."

Nalan Jun nodded, "yes, this time I was really too anxious and not fully prepared."

"Father, this time we should practice for our brothers and let them know the strength of Chu xuanchen, so that they can be sure next time." Nalan Meng said.

"Well, by the way, Menger, Liu Yun didn't doubt you last night?" Nalan Jun road

Thinking of last night, Nalan Meng blushed.

She hurriedly said, "no, he has no doubt at all. Please rest assured."

"That's good. I'm afraid that these things will affect your relationship between husband and wife. Since he has no doubt, you can continue to pretend. Women sometimes don't need to be so strong, sometimes they need to be moderately weak and gentle, so as to capture the heart of men." Nalan Jun said.

"Well, father, I know." Nalan Meng said.

Then, after eating some breakfast, naranjun left!

After he left, nalanmeng stood up and looked out the window with endless thoughts in his eyes.

Father just said that women can sometimes be moderately weak and gentle, which can capture a man's heart.

Last night, she did the same, and the result is self-evident.

However, her strong character told her that she was not such a person at all.

She really can't be gentle, soft and weak to the virtuous king all the time.

But thinking of his care and warmth for her last night, she suddenly felt that she could still do it with a little tenderness.

-

In the evening, the sky was slightly dark.

Nalan Meng and Zhishu are busy in the small kitchen.

At this time, nalanmeng stood by a stove, watching the chicken soup in the jar.

After watching for a while, she said, "Zhishu, the chicken soup is stewed. Bring it up quickly."

"Yes, princess." Zhishu, who was cutting vegetables, put down his kitchen knife, came over with a wet pad, and brought the pot of chicken soup to the wooden table.

Then she opened the lid of the chicken soup and smelled a delicious smell of chicken.

She couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow, this chicken soup is so delicious, and the color is also yellow. It looks so attractive and I want to eat it."

Saying this, she looked at Nalan Meng with appreciation, "princess, I didn't expect you to stew chicken soup so well for the first time. It seems that the prince has a blessing in mouth!"

Nalan Meng smiled, "I haven't learned from you yet. If it weren't for your good guidance, I wouldn't be able to stew well."

"No, it's not my guidance, but the princess. You put your heart into it! If there is love in this chicken soup, it's delicious!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just stewing casually. Where is love?" Nalan Meng raised her eyebrows, but she didn't admit it.

Zhishu looked at Nalan Meng jokingly, "by the way, princess, you have never cooked before. Why should you stew chicken soup for the crown prince today?"

Nalan Meng's ears were slightly red. "He had someone cook breakfast for me in the morning. It's not normal for me to stew a chicken soup for him?"

"Really? Your highness was overworked last night. Isn't the princess tonifying your highness?" Zhishu said, shaking his eyebrows teasingly.

"Zhishu, shut up!" Nalan Meng put his hands in his waist and pretended to be angry.

At this time, Mo Yu came over from a distance, "princess, so you are here, so I can find it easily."

"What's the matter, Mo Yu? Is your highness back?" Nalan Meng said.

Mo Yu nodded hurriedly, "yes, your highness is back! He wants to see you!"

"That's just right. I'll let him taste this chicken soup." Nalan Meng laughed.

"Mo Yu, this is stewed by the princess herself for your highness!" Zhishu laughed.

"Well, I know! Your highness will be very happy when he knows." Mo Yu carefully glanced at Nalan Meng and quickly lowered his head.

Nalan Meng didn't find the abnormality of Mo Yu. She quickly asked Zhishu to pack the chicken soup, and the two of them walked towards tingyage with soup cups.

When the two came to tingya Pavilion, it was completely dark!

Just walked to the door of the Xian King's room, Zhishu hurriedly said, "princess, I'll give you the chicken soup. Take it to your highness, and I won't disturb you!"

"OK." Nalan Meng nodded, then took the soup cup and walked straight into the bedroom of King Xian.

After entering, Nalan Meng found that there was no candle light in the room. At this time, it was dark inside, and she couldn't see anything.

She was stunned. What was the matter?

Why is there no light in Xian Wang's bedroom?

Isn't he here?