Quick Wear Peace

People stood on both sides of the street, looking at the center with great joy. The delicate women held handkerchiefs in their hands, stirring them around, their faces flushed, and they looked into the distance excitedly.

Until the sound of orderly footsteps was heard, and people near the city gate spread the word, "General Chen is back."

The shouts of the people became louder and louder.

The sounds of horse hooves and footsteps gradually approached, and slowly a black flag could be seen, getting closer and closer.

Leading the group was General Chen, who was sitting on a horse, wearing black armor, with a beard and a serious face.

General Chen tried hard to force a smile, nodded to the people around him, and his shouts became louder.

There was a carriage in the middle of the army, moving slowly forward.

"Your Majesty, I am here to pay my respects. I am grateful that I have fulfilled your mission." General Chen knelt on one leg and saluted Jun Ze.

Junze laughed loudly, walked down the platform, and helped General Chen up with both hands.

"I have already held a banquet to welcome Minister Chen." Junze patted General Chen on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." General Chen bowed. "When I arrived at the palace of Chu, all the royal family members inside had drunk poison and committed suicide. Only one princess was still breathing faintly. I rescued her."

"Let this princess of Chu come in." Jun Ze sat on the dragon throne.

General Chen clapped his hands, and the soldiers outside came in with a veiled woman.

Beautiful almond eyes, with a hint of tears in them, make the eyes look even cleaner; graceful figure, with a temperament like a white lotus, makes people want to take good care of her.

An Ning sat quietly on a chair nearby, feeling that as long as the princess cried, she would be willing to give her everything she had in exchange for a smile on her face.

The banquet is over.

Xiao Zhuzi helped Junze back to the Qianqing Palace, opened the curtain, and saw a figure wrapped in a quilt lying on the bed.

"Who!" Jun Ze held the dagger on his body.

"Yes, slave." A soft voice sounded.

Turning around, it was the princess of Chu.

"Who let you in?" Junze sat on the chair. Xiao Zhuzi quickly poured a cup of tea for Junze. He waved his hand and let Xiao Zhuzi go down.

Junze picked up the cup and shook it gently.

Chuchu (Princess of Chu) pulled the quilt on her body, sat up, and hesitated to speak, and said timidly: "I wanted to come in myself."

With a "pop", Junze put the cup in his hand on the table.

Chuchu's face changed. She was very good at observing other people's expressions, otherwise she would not have survived in this deep palace.

She quickly adjusted her expression, becoming even more pitiful.

"Chu Chu, this name really suits you." Jun Ze pinched Chu Chu's chin.

"Your Majesty~" Chu Chu lay softly on Jun Ze's chest.

Junze felt a little annoyed and uncomfortable. He suppressed his unhappiness and patted Chuchu on the back.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." An Ning sat on the chair beside him, feeling a little sad when watching the scene in front of him, but she immediately comforted herself and continued watching: "With a beauty in my arms, what a great enjoyment."

"Your Majesty~" Chuchu stroked Junze's chest with her delicate hands: "I met Your Majesty today. I felt that Your Majesty was tall, mighty, handsome and elegant. He was different from what I imagined."

"Really? Then what do you imagine me to be like?" Jun Ze's indifferent voice came from above Chu Chu's head.

"I dare not say." Chu Chu drew circles on Jun Ze's chest and raised her head.

"I forgive you for not being guilty."

"In my imagination..."