C40 Part1

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In the western sky the setting sun fade away with its last ray of light, exchanging place with the dark blue brocade of the night spreading endlessly, and the stars gradually lit up.

The servant maid offered tea and removed the bowl, cups and saucers from the dining table.

The four honorable people were seated at the dining table of the main Hall of the East Palace, which was reserved for the guests and the Lord of the East Palace.

They were not talking for a while.

Murong Chang was holding the tea cup, and her affectionate eyes swayed to the beautiful man beside him, Murong Yu.

Shen Zhiyan sat opposite them and secretly looked at Princess Zhaohua.

In order to meet the person she liked, Murong Chang dressed up carefully, not inferior to the fancy dress she wore at the Palace Banquet that day:

She was wearing a summer robe.

The upper shirt was woven with the shape of a red Begonia, with golden lotus leaves sleeves, and the bottom was in the same colors, with embroidered red Begonia on the pleated skirt.

It was elegant and feminine, showing her graceful and slender figure.

She was shining brightly, and her skin was brighter than the snow, with a begonia golden hairpin on her hair bun that matched with her clothes, with a delicate and soft smile on her face.

Her bright eyes glanced at Murong Yu obliquely, and the curled eyelashes were swinging up and down, adding a touch of beauty to her glance.

Murong Ci was upset,

'What exactly is he here for?

What would he want after dinner?

Won't he just leave already?'

It was boring to just sit like this, so Murong Chang smiled furiously and said,

"Prince Regent, Prince Brother, why don't we chat for a bit?"

Saying so, she leaned closer to Murong Yu's side, resembling in all aspects the Chinese ancient poem that says "Keeping a Red Sleeves Woman by one's side while reading books, keeps you company and adds fragrance to one's reading".

'Isn't it beautiful?'

"Sorry but this Prince still has important matters to negotiate with Zhiyan.

Princess Sister, I'll chat with you another day."

Having said that, Murong Ci stood up and politely added,

"The Palace isn't peaceful these days, can the Prince Regent escort the Princess Sister back to her Palace?"

"All right."

Hearing this, Murong Chang's eyebrows were overjoyed, and her heart was full of expectations:

Imagining that they would return to her Jinghong Hall together later, she could invite him to her South Palace to have tea and talk, and they could sip tea while expressing affection, or talking with each other and with her court ladies.

She believed that tonight she would definitely be able to fascinate him and make him like and admire her!

From now onward, they would be often see each other, and they would become affectionate, and soon discuss marriage!

Murong Yu's expression was faint.

He called in the guards, and ordered:

"You guys escort the Princess back. If there is a problem, come and see this King."

Murong Chang was still having a beautiful dream displayed in her mind.

When she heard this, her complexion changed drastically, and she almost jumped up.

'Won't he personally escort me back?

What does he mean?'

Shen Zhiyan thought secretly,

'Facing the person she loves, will the arrogant and wayward Princess Zhaohua get angry?'

Murong Ci also wanted to know how the Princess Sister would respond, and looked up to her stare.

In an instant, Murong Chang realized that she could not lose her dignity in front of Murong Yu, and that she wanted to maintain a dignified, decent, beautiful and noble Princess style.

Therefore, she pretended to be weak, fearful and helpless, and said softly:

"Prince Brother, the assassination made this Princess really uneasy....."

She looked at Murong Ci weakly, and said pitifully,

"Prince brother..."

Outside the hall, Qin Ruo glanced into the Hall, then stepped back to the side to wait.

Murong Ci saw her, but decided to deal with the immediate matter first.

Murong Ci naturally understood Zhaohua's meaning:

She was clearly asking for her 'Prince Brother's help'.

'However, Murong Yu is overbearing and conceited, so how could he listen to others?'

"Prince Regent, there are important things this Prince needs to attend to, and I cannot accompany her.

So, would you-"

"Your Royal Highness, Qin Ruo, let's go to the study room."

Murong Yu turned and left, as if he was the master of the East Palace and the master of everything.

Murong Chang watched him go to the study room, and her eyebrows were filled with surprise.

'How could he ignore me like this?'

"Prince Brother...!!"

She stamped her feet with anger, pursing her lips, acting like a child, but didn't dare to yell.

"Princess Sister, you should go back first."

Murong Ci said she was helpless...

'Murong Yu even regards the East Palace as his own Palace...

This Prince also tickles with anger, okay?'

Murong Chang watched as the last person, Shen Zhiyan, also left.

Her delicate face was red with anger, and she wished to tear down the East Palace.

However, she'll never give up!

All the men in the world followed her, flattered and greeted her, held her in their palms, cared and cherished her carefully, but she thought this kind of men was meaningless, like dogs at her feet!

Whatever she told them to do, they would do!

'Utterly boring!'

Not only there was no fun in it at all, but also that made them lose the backbone and arrogance that she liked of a man!

The man she fell in love with is just different, domineering and arrogant!

That's how her husband should be!

Her husband can only be Murong Yu!

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END of CHAPTER 40 PART 1

.....................to be continued