Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Ah, here, Zhishu, I have a lot of red marks on my neck. If someone sees it, I will be in trouble. What should I do?" Nalan Meng said angrily.

Zhishu smiled and said: "Princess, it's okay, these are the evidence of the love between you and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. You can wear a scarf around your neck to cover it later!"

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

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

Looking at the marks on the princess's neck, she thought, the princess and His Royal Highness must have been very intense last night, right?

After a while, Zhishu brought a snow-white fox fur scarf.

Nalan Meng hurriedly put on the scarf, covered the red marks on her neck with fox fur, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Zhishu smiled and said, "Princess, have you reconciled with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Nalan Meng shyly said: "He and I have nothing to do with each other. After the previous misunderstandings are clarified, it will be fine!"

"That's good, so I can rest assured! Maybe it won't be long before you will have a little son!" Zhishu said with a smile.

"Zhishu, you are not allowed to talk nonsense." Nalan Meng hurriedly stopped Zhishu, pretending to be sullen.

But Zhishu could see that the princess looked angry on the surface, but in fact, there was a lingering sweetness between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Meng'er." At this moment, Nalan Jun's voice came from outside.

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

Nalan Jun squinted at Zhishu, Zhishu hurriedly backed away with interest.

After Zhishu left, Nalan Jun walked into the room, put the hat on his head on the table, sighed heavily, and sat down at the table, "Really, what Benhou did last night , It failed!"

Nalan Meng sat across from Nalan Jun, and said calmly: "Father, Chu Xuanchen is so powerful, how could he be so easy to assassinate?"

"But I sent all the elite soldiers from Donglin. I didn't expect that they didn't even touch a single hair of Chu Xuanchen. Not only that, but many of them died!" Nalan Jun gritted his teeth angrily.

Nalan Meng handed a bowl of porridge to Nalan Jun, and said, "Father, come, you have a bowl of porridge to calm down."

As she spoke, she continued: "As far as I know, Chu Xuanchen has been assassinated many times before, but he survived all of them. Therefore, such a person is not easy to deal with. It doesn't matter if we fail this time. Next time, we will wait for you." Think long term before acting."

Nalan Jun nodded, "That's right, this time it's true that I was too anxious and not fully prepared."

"Father, this time I should train my brothers and let them understand Chu Xuanchen's strength, so that they will be sure next time." Nalan Meng said.

"Well, by the way, Meng'er, Liuyun didn't doubt you last night, did he?" Nalan Jun said.

Thinking of what happened last night, Nalan Meng blushed.

She hurriedly said: "No, he has no doubts at all, please rest assured, father."

"That's good. I'm afraid that these things will affect your relationship as husband and wife. Since he has no doubts, then you can continue to pretend. Women, sometimes you don't need to be so strong, and sometimes you should be softer and gentler. Only in this way can a man's heart be captured." Nalan Jun said.

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

Then, after Nalan Jun ate some breakfast, he left!

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

My father just said that sometimes a woman can capture a man's heart by being soft and gentle.

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

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

She really couldn't do it if she was to be gentle, submissive, and show weakness to King Xian all the time.

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

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In the evening, the sky was slightly darkened.

Nalan Meng and Zhishu are busy in the small kitchen.

At this time, Nalan Meng was standing by a stove, guarding the chicken soup in the jar.

She watched for a while, then said: "Zhishu, the chicken soup is ready, take it up quickly."

"Yes, princess." Zhishu who was chopping vegetables said, put down the kitchen knife, walked over with a wet handkerchief, and brought the can of chicken soup to the wooden table.

Then, she opened the lid of the chicken soup and smelled the tempting aroma of chicken.

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, this chicken soup is so fragrant, and the color is also yellow, it looks so tempting, I really want to eat it."

As she said that, she looked at Nalan Meng appreciatively, "Princess, I didn't expect you to stew chicken soup so well for the first time. It seems that His Royal Highness is very lucky!"

Nalan Meng smiled slightly, "I didn't learn from you, if it wasn'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! There is love in this chicken soup, so of course it's delicious!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I just stewed and stewed casually, how can there be 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 are you cooking chicken soup for His Royal Highness today?"

Nalan Meng's ears turned slightly red, "He asked someone to make breakfast for me in the morning, is it normal for me to cook a chicken soup for him?"

"Really? Your Highness was overworked last night. Isn't the princess trying to make up for His Highness?" Zhishu said, shaking his eyebrows teasingly.

"Zhishu, shut up!" Nalan Meng put her hands on her waist, pretending to be angry.

At this moment, Mo Yu came over from a distance, "Crown Princess, so you are here, so I can find you easily."

"What's the matter, Mo Yu? Is His Highness back?" Nalan Meng asked.

Mo Yu nodded quickly, "Yes, His Highness is back! He wants to see you!"

"That's right, I want him to taste this chicken soup." Nalan Meng laughed.

"Mo Yu, the Princess personally stewed this for His Highness!" Zhishu laughed.

"Well, I see! Your Highness will be very happy when he finds out." Mo Yu carefully glanced at Nalan Meng, then quickly lowered his head.

Nalan Meng didn't notice Mo Yu's strangeness, she hurriedly asked Zhishu to pack the chicken soup, and the two of them carried the soup cup and walked towards Tingyage.

When the two arrived at Ting Ya Pavilion, it was already completely dark!

Only when he reached the door of King Xian's room, Zhishu hurriedly said: "Princess, I will give you the chicken soup, you can take it to Your Highness, and I will not bother you!"

"Okay." Nalan Meng nodded, took the soup pot, and walked straight into the king's bedroom.

After walking in, Nalan Meng realized that there were no candles in the room, and it was so dark inside that she couldn't see anything.

She was taken aback for a moment, what's going on?

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

Is he not here?