C61 Part2

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Some ladies waited with stunned eyes, others covered their mouths in surprise, and the Ministers and Officials of Civil and Military Affairs were all looking forward to it.

All were waiting for the next moment, to assist to this hilarious and wonderful show:

seeing the "Straw-bag Prince" face the mud on the ground.

'How can this "Straw-bag Prince" be even remotely compared with the Royal King?'

On such an occasion, the sloppy Prince was there just to lose his face and make a joke out of himself in front of everyone watching!

Murong Ci was mentally ready for this inevitable drama, ready to become the topic of discussion of the Ministers and officials' family members, adding extra material for their chatting during tea time,...

However she didn't expect it would turn out to be like THIS!

The next moment, she only felt that there was a tremendous force that grabbed on her robe!

She tightened her waist, and then stood up firmly.

The cold long arm at her waist burned into her flesh like a hot iron, and it immediately became extremely hot.

Smelling the masculine and warm scent of Murong Yu, she felt a little flustered remembering past events, but she immediately tried to break away from his control without changing her face.

What annoyed her the most was that he not only secretly increased his strength, but also took her into his arms, with his brazen, treacherous and insidious behaviors.

Like this, it looked as if she was the one that deliberately leaned against him "delicately", and stayed in his arms, without shame and morals.

'Bastard!

I'm the current Crown Prince, the future Emperor of the Great Northern Yan Kingdom!

Does he think I'm some sort of shameless and depraved person?

He is really the most shameless and vulgar person!

Damn, Murong Yu!'

Murong Ci suddenly felt like a thorn was on her back.

She didn't need to look back to know that all the ladies standing there, were staring at her in resentment, scorning at her with pure hatred, while the Ministers and Officials were shaking their heads and sighing with disdain, with cold looks like iron and steel.

All the condemning eyes, grinning of ridicule, and angry eyes were pinned on her back, which instantly turned into an arrow target, full of holes, scarred and blood dripping.

The glacial stares were particularly painful, especially the eyes of those ladies who had a secret love for Murong Yu and considered him their longing Prince.

Those cold eyes stabbed through the back of Murong Ci's head and back.

"Still won't let go?"

She secretly gritted her teeth, flickering, while thinking that she wished to pierce his throat with a sword this instant!

Murong Yu seemed to smile meaningfully,

"Your Highness, isn't this the result of what I had warned you about the other day, regarding 'wrapping yourself in a cocoon'?

This King merely pulled Your Highness out of kindness, otherwise you would have thrown a wonderful show of a 'dog chewing mud' on the ground!

That would have been recorded in the history of the Country, Your Highness.

Shouldn't you be thankful to me instead?"

Murong Ci wished to bite a large piece of meat off his arm and squeezed out a smile and whispered:

"Prince Regent, your heart is wide and open like the ocean, so how come you keep bringing up these old things again and again?

Besides, your dignified Ministers and Officials are standing right in front of you.

What's the matter with you holding on to this Prince in front of the Ministers and Officials of the Civil and Military Affairs?

It doesn't matter if my reputation is stinky, but your reputation shouldn't be ruined.

So, Prince Regent, let it go already."

"This King is actually pretty 'narrow-minded'.

Besides, I don't really worry about my reputation.

Why would you need to worry about it?"

Seeing that her smirk was too fake, that she couldn't pretend anymore, Murong Yu suddenly felt that whenever His Highness smirked that way, there was a sweet taste in her eyes and eyebrows.

"Let go already! It's time to go back on business and start the Martial Arts Test!"

She struggled angrily, with her eyes cold.

Their 'close combat' lasted for a while, secretly arguing and fighting close to each other, while everyone around them was lost and stunned.

'Why did the Royal King and the Crown Prince suddenly become like clay sculptures?'

Those ladies were even more brokenhearted and full of hatred.

'How dare the Crown Prince occupied the arms of the Royal King and stole his beauty from everyone else?'

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END of CHAPTER 61 PART 2

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