Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

The furs of the Yan State are famous all over the world for being windproof and warm, so they are naturally good, but how can they compare to the fragrance of the young master of Prince Chen's Mansion?

"Brother Chen, the slave family doesn't want furs. The slave family wants brother Chen. Don't leave. Stay and accompany the slave family!"

Murong Chen still didn't look back, he stumbled and picked up the bow and arrow on the weapon rack, and was about to push open the door with his big hand.

"Brother Chen!"

Princess Yingxue stopped in front of him and said aggrievedly: "If you wait for you to hunt the furs and make them into clothes, I'm afraid they will freeze to death. Why don't you, Brother Chen, warm your body now?"

"Brother Chen, please, don't leave!"

"Princess Yingxue" saw that Murong Chen was really going out to hunt and had already pushed her away with her big hands. She became anxious and hugged him tightly from behind.

"Brother Chen, don't leave!"

"Husband, don't leave!"

Murong Chen's ears heard again that on the day when the two armies fought and captured prisoners, Princess Yingxue suddenly ran towards him crying.

"Husband, don't leave, I'm so scared! Oooh!"

His heart ached as if it had been torn apart.

Close your eyes and raise your head slightly: "Do you want to love and protect someone wholeheartedly?"

"Princess Yingxue" behind her shook her hands, and then smiled uncomfortably.

"Brother Chen, what are you talking about?"

Murong Chen did not answer directly. He seemed to be talking to her, but also to himself.

"If you have, you will know that no matter how much others imitate you, as long as one look passes by, you will know that it is not her!"

The oiran finally understood. No wonder he wasn't favored even when the veil fell to the ground. No wonder it was so abnormal. It turned out that people had already recognized that she was not the girl he loved.

But how can that be?

She knelt down with a plop: "Your Highness, I also have a deep love for you, otherwise I would not come to you willingly again.

If you don't give up, if you show some love to the slave family, even if it is just to relieve His Highness' worries temporarily, the slave family will be willing to do so. "

Murong Chen stood still for a moment, then slowly turned around and put his big hand on the little face that looked exactly like Princess Yingxue, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

"Chu's clothes are not cold-resistant. It's cold, so wear more clothes."

The oiran thought Murong Chen was caring about her, so he immediately seized the opportunity and put his arms around his neck.

She said coquettishly: "So, your highness, can you help me warm up tonight? Your highness will stay with me, okay?"

Murong Chen looked at the face that he thought about so much with great affection, but his big hand clenched the bow and arrow.

"Talk too much and your life will be shortened!"

The oiran's whole body trembled, and he immediately withdrew his hands from his neck.

Murong Chen strode out of the room unsteadily. The generals outside the door were all paying attention to what was going on in the room.

I didn't expect that the oiran was so coquettish that His Highness could actually come out, and they were all shocked.

Some pretended to be strolling, and some pretended to admire the moon. Only Chen Shenjiang reacted first.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

Murong Chen opened his mouth and let out a breath of alcohol: "Since you are all here, then go out with me and hunt for some good furs."

"Your Highness, is it inappropriate to be so late?"

"Your Highness, if you want furs, why do you have to go there in person? Tomorrow I, Lao Zhang, will take a dozen of my brothers up the mountain and come back with a list of [-] for you."

"No, I have to go there in person, it's too cold."

"His Highness said it was cold?"

Zhang Shenjiang scratched his head: "Then your highness is going to hunt furs? There is a heater in the house, why don't you go back to the house and rest."

Murong Chen didn't even pay attention to him and walked out of the courtyard door.As he walked, he muttered: "It's too cold. If you don't wear enough clothes, you will get sick."

Chu State General's Mansion, in the courtyard.

Princess Yingxue has been put on a green armor, and her hair has been tied up high.

Zhou Jing spread a piece of drawing paper on the stone table of the pavilion, dipped it in ink and painted her portrait himself.

Princess Yingxue's little mouth made Lao Gao pout: "Zhou, are you still finished? Didn't you agree that it would be finished in half an hour?"

Zhou Jing stopped writing, raised his head, and looked at Princess Yingxue who was unwilling to cooperate.

"Xue'er, do you really not remember?

When you were 14 years old, you came to my house. You couldn't help but turn my house inside out because you said I had something good to hide from you.

You didn't notice anything, so you got angry and put on the armor that I usually don't even touch, and forced me to wear your clothes. "

Having said this, Zhou Jing's face turned slightly red.

Princess Yingxue looked at his tall appearance and thought of him wearing women's clothes, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

I don't know why, but I really can't hate this villain.

A few days ago, I was so angry with him because of Li Zi. Now that I think about it, I don't know where all that anger and hatred have gone.

"Princess, you were standing like this in the pavilion of Master Jing's house, letting Master Jing paint for you.

You said that if you want to draw something more powerful, it must be more powerful than Master Jing himself.

Otherwise, we will take away all the swords that Master Jing likes the most.

Didn't the princess think of something? "

Princess Yingxue looked away: "Huh, I can't remember! Anyway, it's whatever you say."

But I was secretly wondering, was I such an unreasonable person when I was a child?
Suddenly, Zhang Yong came to report.

This time he learned the lesson from last time and pretended to be calm in front of Zhou Jing and Princess Yingxue: "General, the prefect invites you to come to the house to have a talk."

What did that useless old prefect tell me to do?
However, Zhou Jing reacted immediately. He gave Xiaoju a look: "Take care of Xue'er. I'll be right back!"

Looking at Princess Yingxue again, the little girl was tugging at the pattern on her sleeves, showing no suspicion at all.

Hearing his words, I felt relieved: "Zhou, can I change these clothes now? You...you are not allowed to remove the oil lamp in my room!"

Zhou Jing smiled gently: "Go and change into the dress you like."

"Wow, I can finally change it!"

Princess Yingxue ran away as fast as she could.

Zhou Jing kept watching him far away, then turned around and said with a cold expression: "But the barbarian is here again?"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Zhou Jing put on his green clothes and armor and went up to the tower.

Sure enough, Murong Chen and the Yan soldiers behind him stood outside the safe boundary between the two armies.

Murong Chen and Zhou Jing said loudly: "If you want to attack, then come and attack. Why are you standing outside like this sneakily?"

"What's so sneaky? Don't talk nonsense! I'm here openly and honestly... to give Xue'er winter clothes!"

Not only Zhou Jing was stunned, but all the Chu soldiers and generals were stunned.

Then thunderous laughter broke out.

"What did King Bei Yanchen say? Hahaha!"

"He said he came to give clothes to our princess, hahahaha!"

"Last time I came to give chestnuts, and this time I came to give clothes. I didn't expect that I was still a seed of infatuation!"