She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 188: It’s Not Xiang Ying, It’s Your Freckled Face

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: It’s Not Xiang Ying, It’s Your Freckled Face

Lu Pancu immediately spotted the medicinal soup on the table.

She immediately showed a satisfied expression.

"Probably went out for some errand, but fortunately, he did not forget to prepare my medicine."

Lu Pancu picked it up and without any hesitation, drank it all in one go.

The effect of the medicine acted quickly.

In just three minutes, she began to feel dizzy.

"What’s wrong...my head is so dizzy."

Not only that, her heartbeat accelerated as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Her cheeks also flushed hot, and her legs trembled.

"Ah..." Lu Pancu fell to the ground with a cry of alarm.

She was originally there to have Xiang Ying apply a facial treatment, so she did not bring a maid with her.

Now, as she lay on the ground, her vision blurred, gasping rapidly with her red lips, she wanted to call for help, but could not make a sound.

Lu Pancu’s eyes closed, and she fainted.

Someone opened the door, picked her up, and placed her on Xiang Ying’s bed.

The sky gradually darkened.

In the front courtyard, cups clinked in succession, laughter from Governor Lu echoed in the banquet hall.

Sitting next to the Sixth Prince, he said, "Thanks to His Highness overseeing Mei City, and helping alleviate the famine crisis, I toast to the Sixth Prince."

Governor Lu finished speaking, and all the other officers promptly raised their glasses: "Your humble servant toasts to the Sixth Prince!"

The Sixth Prince wore a Li-purple robe, his slit eyes smiling.

He gently waved a folding fan: "Governor Lu flatters me too much, Father is worried about the state affairs, I am just easing Father’s concerns."

While speaking, he glanced towards Jie Chen.

"Why isn’t Vice General Jie holding his cup, could it be that you have grievances against me?"

Jie Chen stoically sat behind the table, with Cao Ming, robust and hairy, forming a stark contrast beside the chill and graceful Jie.

He nodded slightly, lifting his dark, thin eyes.

"I have the duty of escort, I cannot drink."

Behind him stood Skinny Monkey and Acid Scholar, both arms crossed, standing in a posture common to military generals.

The Sixth Prince sneered, "Governor hosts a banquet, you attend yet refuse to drink, clearly you are disgruntled."

Finishing his words, he looked towards Governor Lu: "Lord Lu, seeing Vice General Jie like this, shouldn’t you persuade him?"

Lu Hong, once again pointed out, found himself undesirably caught between the two princes, really in a difficult position.

He did not want to offend the Sixth Prince, as he currently held the highest esteem.

He dared not offend the Tenth Prince either, considering the Emperor still took great interest in His Highness.

However, under the intimidating gaze of the Sixth Prince, Governor Lu stood up quietly, looking in Jie Chen’s direction.

"Vice General Jie, just one drink, it won’t hurt."

Jie Chen looked at him, expressionless, his gaze calm and undisturbed, landing on the Sixth Prince.

"Most seated here are tasked with escorting prisoners, and drinking is already a violation of military regulations; I will not drink, there’s no need for persuasion, just don’t blame me for not warning you if something goes wrong."

Having said this, Jie Chen grabbed his sword and stood up abruptly.

The Sixth Prince frowned, "Where are you going!?"

Jie Chen retorted, "I feel sick, I need some fresh air."

He then walked away, with Acid Scholar and Skinny Monkey following him.

The Sixth Prince smashed his wine cup, "Presumptuous!"

Yet, he couldn’t openly act against Jie Chen, for if the Emperor learned of it, he would definitely be displeased.

Cao Ming, being his man, suggested with a bow: "Vice General Jie disrespected Your Highness so openly, we should reduce their escort team’s rations."

The surrounding officers echoed in agreement.

One of them said: "Supervisor Cao is right, nowadays Mei City is facing famine, and all our units are short of food, since Vice General Jie follows his own rules, Your Highness should not bother about them anymore, I believe even if the Emperor asks, it’s Vice General Jie’s own problem."

The Sixth Prince had this intention from the start.

He wanted to deduct all of Jie Chen’s food, making them all embark on their journey with empty stomachs.

At this moment, he pretended to frown in disagreement, but listening to the increasing consensus, he finally said, "I do not discriminate, all escort teams are the same in my eyes."

"Due to the special circumstances now, we definitely need to prioritize the supplies for important troops first," he said. "Cao Ming and his team are escorting Xizhou’s military generals. If the soldiers don’t have enough to eat, where will they get the strength to intimidate the prisoners?"

"Vice General Jie is in charge of some women, naturally, it should be conceded."

The crowd raised their glasses and cheered, "Your Highness is wise!"

The Sixth Prince, with a smile, drank a glass of wine and turned his head to look at Governor Lu, who had a complex expression on his face.

"Lord Governor, what do you think of my proposal?"

"Good... good, your subject follows Your Highness’s command," Lu Hong sighed inwardly.

What else could he do? As a subject, the most important thing is to comply.

The Sixth Prince drank two more glasses, then Yan Jing coughed softly.

This was the secret signal they had agreed on, meaning Yan Jing had arranged everything regarding Xiang Ying.

The Sixth Prince immediately stood up, pretended to be overwhelmed by the alcohol, and declined Lu Hong’s offer to send someone to help him, leaning on Yan Jing’s hand as he left.

After exiting the door, the Sixth Prince lowered his voice and asked, "Is everything arranged? Did she faint?"

Hearing that Xiang Ying knew martial arts, he didn’t want her to move unexpectedly and kick him; he didn’t like creatures that hurt others.

Yan Jing nodded: "Your Highness, rest assured, everything is in order."

The Sixth Prince chuckled darkly, a cold gleam flickering in his narrowed eyes.

"Just now, Jie Chen was so presumptuous with me, but little does he know, his woman will soon belong to me. I’d really love to see how marvelous his expression will be."

The two avoided the Lu Family’s servants and arrived at Xiang Ying’s courtyard.

The Sixth Prince frowned: "Didn’t you say to bring her to my place?"

Yan Jing explained, "Tonight the mansion is bustling, if we carry her over, the target might be too big, and people might see."

The Sixth Prince nodded, thinking there was some reason to it.

He entered the door, with a strange fragrance of... cooking filling the room.

What is going on?

Does Xiang Ying always have good food?

Inside it was too dark, but vaguely, he could see on the bed a graceful silhouette lying with her back to him.

Yan Jing closed the door behind him, and the Sixth Prince walked leisurely to the bedside and sat down.

His hand wearing a jade ring directly touched "Xiang Ying’s" thigh.

"Actually, I don’t like to force others," he sneered coldly, "It’s strange, you happen to be the elder princess, and moreover, Jie Chen’s woman. Though I dislike coercion, I do enjoy taking what others value. Don’t worry, I shall treat you gently."

With that, he turned her over.

Just then, the other person woke up, rubbing her eyes and asking drowsily, "Who is talking? Xiao Cui, is that you? My head hurts so much..."

The woman was lying flat, illuminated perfectly by a stream of moonlight from the window outside.

The Sixth Prince’s eyes widened, and he staggered back in shock.

"Why is it your pockmarked face!"

Pan Chu, feeling feverish all over, her legs numb, and her mind somewhat unclear, heard the question.

However, when the words "pockmarked face" entered her ears, it completely uncovered the insecurities hidden deep within her, igniting her long-suppressed temper.

"How dare you insult me?" Her vision blurred, she glared at the man in front of her, "Do you want to die? Do you know who I am?"

The Sixth Prince’s face turned icy, and he turned to leave, but the door seemed to have been locked from outside?!

"Yan Jing! Open the door! You damned old fool, how dare you trap me?"

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, it was Pan Chu stumbling toward him, holding a hairpin.

"I’ll let you insult me!" She thrust fiercely, with little strength, yet the Sixth Prince caught her wrist.

She crashed into his chest, letting out a small cry.

The body of the man...

Pan Chu began rubbing against him unconsciously, causing the Sixth Prince to panic.

Because, of course, he knew what was happening; Pan Chu had drunk Xiang Ying’s medicine and it was taking effect on him!

"Get away!" The Sixth Prince desperately tried to protect his purity.

Because tarnishing Xiang Ying was a minor issue, she was a princess of a defeated country, and no one would stand up for her.

But Pan Chu was Lu Hong’s only daughter, his treasured darling.

After all, Lu Hong was an official of a state, and if this got out, his reputation at the court would be ruined too.