Chapter 184 Since he is the enemy, no need to say more!

The Sixth Prince sneered, "How dare Lu Hong pretend to obey but secretly disobey? I want Xiangying, what else did he send?"

He really didn't expect that Lu Hong, who had always been obedient, would dare to disobey him.

The Sixth Prince swung his sleeves and said, "Since he won't give it to me, I will go find him myself!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xiang Qianqian hurried forward and hugged his arm.

"Your Highness! Please don't go." Xiang Qianqian raised her head, tears welling in her eyes. "The governor did this out of consideration for you."

"For me?" The Sixth Prince raised his eyebrows. "Tell me what you think."

Xiang Qianqian thought quickly and used the same rhetoric she had used in the past to please her father to curry favor with him.

"You are the most prestigious prince. I believe the Emperor of Nanyue must also know this. This time, I sent you to Meicheng to train your abilities so that we, the prisoners of the Western Zhou Dynasty, can be convinced."

"Even the prince of Nanyue is so outstanding, not to mention the emperor. So it's unlucky for my elder sister not to see you this time. But the governor is afraid that you will make a fuss. If the news gets out, what will the emperor of Nanyue think of you?"

"It will have an impact on your reputation and prestige. Qianqian doesn't have any special skills, but she has studied a few more years than her elder sister and can write poetry and songs. She will not disappoint Your Highness the Sixth Prince."

At the end of her speech, she lowered her head slightly, hunched her neck shyly, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

A hint of understanding gradually flashed across the narrow eyes of the Sixth Prince.

He reached out his hand, lifted Xiang Qianqian's chin, and said meaningfully: "These words sound nice, but in fact you are fighting for yourself. Do you want to please me?"

Xiang Qianqian's eyelashes trembled and her body shook slightly. Inadvertently, the clothes on her shoulders slipped off, revealing her fair shoulders.

She pretended not to know and said softly, "Qianqian is born to admire strong men. Your Highness is handsome and handsome. There is no woman who would not like him, right?"

The Sixth Prince was actually pleased with her.

So he sat down again, and the little maid saw this and bowed and took off her clothes.

Xiang Qianqian was delighted and was about to stand up, saying, "Qianqian, come and pour some wine for His Highness."

"No need, just kneel down," the Sixth Prince poured himself a glass of wine, looking at her with eyes full of teasing and contempt, "You just kneel down until Xiangying arrives. Your Highness can't see the person he wants to see, and no one else is interested."

Xiang Qianqian was stunned and her face turned pale with embarrassment.

The fingers she placed on her knees gradually sank deeper into her palms.

Xiangying Xiangying, why is it always her?

Just now she heard the little maid yelling and thought Xiangying had really run away.

That's why she volunteered to meet the Sixth Prince on her behalf. Unexpectedly, she got the chance, but the Sixth Prince was so stubborn.

Xiang Qianqian could only kneel there obediently.

Half an hour later, the Sixth Prince had almost finished his meal and threw a piece of dry biscuit into Xiang Qianqian's arms.

"It's your reward. Eat it."

Xiang Qianqian was holding the biscuit in her hand and was stunned for a moment.

The Sixth Prince saw this from the corner of his eye and sneered inwardly.

No matter how noble princesses they were in the Western Zhou Dynasty, they were now hungry and waterless, and were stunned when they saw a mere dry biscuit?

How ignorant! It seems that Xiangying should be easier to deal with.

However, he did not notice the slight disdain in Xiang Qianqian's eyes.

Xiang Qianqian was thinking that this dry biscuit smelled sour and was not as good as the ones that Jie Chenfa gave her when she was in exile.

At worst, Xiangying made her own cakes, which were as crispy as a thousand layers of crispy cake. She once saw Taoxue and the others eating them, and she could even hear the crisp sound when they took a bite.

Is this all the Sixth Prince can give?

At this time, the Sixth Prince pretended to be aloof and said: "Xiangying could have received such good treatment, but she is unlucky not to come today."

"Meicheng has limited food and grass, and I can give you this much. When I return to the capital in the future, I will be able to give you even more. But Xiangying is so ignorant, I think she must have some backbone, so let's continue to starve her."

Xiang Qianqian came back to her senses, a light flashing in her eyes.

It turns out that Xiangying has been hungry these days just like her?

She immediately smiled: "Qianqian knows your kindness."

There is not much food left in Meicheng due to drought and famine, but the Sixth Prince will definitely not be short of food. Just for this reason, he is better than Xiangying!

Seeing that Qianqian was tactful, the Sixth Prince finally waved his hand and asked her to sit down and eat the rest of his food.

Xiang Qianqian had been hungry for several days. She tried hard to maintain her ladylike demeanor, but she still couldn't help swallowing big gulps.

The Sixth Prince sneered, "Do you like it? Then do me a favor at the banquet the day after tomorrow."

Xiang Qianqian nodded repeatedly: "Whatever your highness wants to do, Qianqian will do her best."

The Sixth Prince leaned over and lowered his voice.

At the same time, on the slope of the maple forest, a bleak moonlight shone obliquely.

Before Yan Jing came, he thought Jie Chen would be waiting for him with thousands of troops and ambushes.

However, when he arrived, he only saw Jie Chen riding on a horse, alone.

But he was full of imposing manner, his tall body on horseback, bathed in moonlight, as cold and solemn as a statue of a god.

Yan Jing paused, then stepped forward and said, "I wonder what the deputy general wants to tell you. Why do you want to meet in a place like this in the middle of the night? Is there something shameful going on?"

Xie Chen's eyes were like cold stars as he glanced at him coldly.

"I called you here because I only have one question to ask you. Once I know clearly whether you are an enemy or a friend, then we will be able to tell clearly."

Doubts arose in Yan Jing's heart.

He and Jie Chen have no relationship at all, so how can they be friends?

If you say enemy, that’s not the case.

Although he is currently serving under the Sixth Prince, he has become disheartened and is ready to find another way out.

"I wonder what the deputy general is going to say?"

"I just want to ask, when the old Prince Gong was assassinated in the palace, Concubine Zhuang risked her life to protect him and saved his life. At that time, the old Prince Gong said that he would repay Concubine Zhuang for saving his life in the future. Before Concubine Zhuang died, she entrusted a letter to the old Prince Gong. Why don't you do anything about it?"

After Xie Chen finished speaking, he raised his sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Yan Jing.

He repeated again: "Why not!"

If Prince Gong had taken action at that time, his mother would not have died so miserably.

The Sixth Prince's biological mother died of illness when he was two years old. No one in the palace was willing to raise this prince of humble origin. Only Concubine Zhuang felt sorry for him and took him to her side to keep him company with Jie Chen.

After Concubine Zhuang died, Xie Chen was sent to Western Zhou. When he learned the news again, he found out that the counselor who used to serve Prince Gong had gone under the command of the Sixth Prince.

It is ridiculous to say that one should repay a life-saving favor with one's own life!

Yan Jing stood there in a daze.

He stared at Jie Chen in a daze: "Who are you? How do you know that Concubine Zhuang sent a letter to the old prince?"

Xie Chen was unwilling to answer, but his eyes were as dark as the night wolf.

He was born with a pair of sword-like eyebrows, with the peaks of his brows like sharp blades drawn from their sheaths, slanting into his temples, thick, black and neat. Now he frowned slightly, and there seemed to be wind and clouds surging between his brows, and murderous aura was overwhelming.

"My identity is no longer important. Since you know that Concubine Zhuang sent a letter to Old Prince Gong, it seems that it was indeed the old prince who watched her die without saving her!"

Xie Chen swung his sword and said in a cold voice: "Since you are an enemy, there is no need to say more!"

After he finished speaking, he flew forward with a sword in his hand, ready to kill Yan Jing with one blow!

There will be another one later~