Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 36: Warm Fragrant Nephrite Jade
This smile made Xiang Yingxue inexplicably angry.

This is a drunken dance, and the body has to be swayed just right.

At this moment of distraction, his feet suddenly slipped and he fell backwards.

King Chen's hand holding the wine glass trembled.

But suddenly, a green apricot flew out from the banquet room, and with its internal force, it hit the princess on the back moderately.

Taking advantage of this strength, the princess stood up straight and her steps became even lighter.

Xiang Yingxue knew in her heart who would help her in this situation and who had the ability to help her.

When he turned towards the person, he saw that person looking at him intently.

Although the man had a handsome face, he looked like a military commander at first glance.

Xiang Yingxue smiled gratefully at him.

The man also raised his wine glass to signal to Princess Yingxue, and then drank it all with a slightly blushing face.

Murong Chen witnessed all this from the seat opposite, and a fire gradually rose in his heart.

Judging from the position where the man was sitting and his advanced skills, he must be General Zhou Jing of Anguo.

I thought he would be a rough and rough guy, but I didn't expect that he would have the appearance of an elegant scholar, and that's the kind of appearance that women like best.

He suddenly remembered what the spy leader said to him in a side alley: "Whenever the princess leaves the palace, Zhou Jing personally leads a group of guards to stay close to her."

His eyes sharpened.

It seems that the two of them have a good relationship, and they even go to the market together on weekdays.

Seeing Zhou Jing staring at the figure of Princess Yingxue, the anger in Murong Chen's heart became more and more intense.

It was as if the delicacies on the plate were being stared at by a scoundrel before he could eat them, and he was extremely disgusted.
When the dance ended, Xiang Yingxue led the dancers to pay homage again.Zhou Jing was afraid that he would be criticized if he continued to stare, so he also withdrew his gaze.

But at the same time, he felt a sharp gaze coming from the opposite side.

The moment he raised his eyes, Murong Chen quickly put on a heroic and respectful look, and raised his glass to him.

Zhou Jing's thoughts were all on Princess Yingxue, and he smiled faintly and returned the favor from afar.

"The dance Xueer danced today has never been seen before, but is it a new dance carefully choreographed to welcome King Chen of the Yan Kingdom?"

As soon as Xiang Junhao on the throne said this, everyone understood it instantly.

Prince Beiyan came as an envoy, and the emperor brought out his favorite princess to show off her appearance. It wasn't to seduce her, why?
If it was just doubts before, now it is clear that the father-in-law is helping his daughter to please her future son-in-law.

The interested person glanced at Zhou Jing and saw that his face was purple and there were slight beads of sweat on his forehead.

Zhou Jing looked at Princess Yingxue nervously, fearing that if she had been persuaded by the emperor, if she responded with a few words of approval, the marriage would be a success.

Xiang Yingxue first paid her respects and said, "Back to my father, this dance was indeed carefully choreographed by my daughter for the envoys of the State of Yan."

Zhou Jing's hand holding the wine glass shook slightly, while Murong Chen looked at Princess Yingxue's back and smiled silently.

Xiang Junhao did not expect that his daughter, who was slightly hostile to the Yan Kingdom, would be so cooperative, secretly thinking that King Chen's beauty played a role.

Just ask a few more questions, if Prince Beiyan is also interested, the marriage between the two countries will be settled today.

"Oh? Does this dance have any profound meaning?"

He thought to himself that all men like to be admired, and the eldest daughter is so charming that all she needs to do is say a few words of compliment to keep the Prince of Beiyan fascinated.

Even if he really had the ambition to annex the Chu State, as long as he had such a warm and fragrant nephrite blowing the wind beside his pillow, his thoughts would soon be gone.

(End of this chapter)