Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

Zhou Chuxuan yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and rolled his eyes at Murong Xue: "General Murong, he is the Prince Consort's subordinate. If you abolish him, how can the Prince Consort let it go?"

Murong Xue was startled, then said with a hint of disdain in her voice: "Your Highness, you are the crown prince of the Wu Dynasty. Are you afraid of a prince consort?"

Zhou Chuxuan was just about to undress and go back to sleep when she heard this. She turned around and looked Murong Xue up and down speechlessly. "That's right! I'm certainly not afraid of him, but if he doesn't dare to attack me, does he also not dare to attack you? Or do you want to stay in the East Palace all the time and seek my protection?"

After saying that, Zhou Chuxuan turned around and went back to the bedroom to take a nap, leaving Murong Xue alone there. She blinked her beautiful eyes and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

So, he was protecting me?

Still staying in the East Palace all the time, seeking your protection? Humph, how is that possible? How could this general possibly seek your help? Impossible! Absolutely not!

Just as Murong Xue was about to leave, the bedroom door suddenly opened and Zhou Chuxuan threw out a towel: "The wound on your back has burst!"

"Ah?" Murong Xue caught the towel, touched her back, and her face changed drastically.

Damn! The wound that just scabbed over last night has broken open again!

"By the way, I allow you to recuperate in the East Palace before leaving!" Zhou Chuxuan poked his head out from the bedroom, said softly, and then closed the door again.

Murong Xue held the towel in her hand, took a deep look at the door of the bedroom, then covered her buttocks with it and slowly returned to the side hall.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Not far from the East Palace, Yang Li launched a barrage of abuse at San Pao, "What do you do for a living? Why can't you beat a bitch? As a warrior from the Western Regions, you can't even beat a woman from the Wu Dynasty?"

San Pao's face flushed red from being scolded, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into right now: "My Lord, that woman is really amazing! I suspect she must be the Crown Prince's personal bodyguard!"

"Hmph, whatever it is, it's not the reason for your defeat!" Yang Li snorted coldly, then recalled Murong Xue's outfit in his mind. He pinched his chin, and a gleam of insight flashed in his eyes: "No, that's not right. She is definitely not the prince's guard! She is wearing military uniform, and her eyes don't show much respect for the prince. Instead, they carry a coldness that keeps others away. Quickly investigate this person's background!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sanpao bowed and immediately left.

Not long after Yang Li returned to the mansion, a dark figure appeared behind the screen: "No need to check, that person is not Zhou Chuxuan's personal bodyguard, but Murong Xue, the guard at the gunpowder factory!"

Hearing the shadow's voice, Yang Li was shocked and quickly stood up, his posture becoming extremely respectful: "You...you have been here all the time?"

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't say much outside, otherwise, wouldn't this adult know everything?

"Ok!"

The shadow's answer was very calm, neither salty nor bland: "Zhou Chuxuan seems to be interested in Murong Xue. You can start from this!"

"She's just a gunpowder factory guard. How could the dignified Crown Prince Zhou Chuxuan be interested in her?" Yang Li scratched his head, frowning. "Besides, that woman's skills are quite good. Even San Pao is no match for her!"

The shadow's voice instantly turned icy cold, like a demon crawling out of hell, hoarse and low, sounding chilling: "I told you to do it! I'm not discussing it with you!"

"Remember, you are just a puppet of mine. If you want to survive, do as I say. Otherwise, I don't mind replacing you!"

"Yes, yes, yes! My lord, I was wrong! Please forgive me!" Yang Li immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed like crazy, with beads of sweat dripping down his body.

"After this is accomplished, you will also have a share in the Wu Dynasty, but if you mess it up, hmph!"

Yang Li tried hard to control his trembling voice and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, sir. I will be loyal to you and will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

"Oh, and there's also the Prince of Baoxiang Kingdom. Keep an eye on him! He's a brainless fellow. We must not let him ruin our plans for the Western Regions!"

"Yes, my lord!"

......

Three days later, Murong Xue was practicing martial arts in the courtyard when a cold voice rang out, "What's going on? General Murong really thinks of the Eastern Palace as his own home?"

Murong Xue turned around and saw that it was Xu Hanyan. She immediately stopped and bowed, "Greetings, Crown Princess! His Royal Highness once said that I could recover from my injuries before leaving the Eastern Palace! If you find me annoying, I can leave now!"

"Hmph, I find you an eyesore, so please leave now!" Xu Hanyan folded her arms across her chest and sneered, "Please be mindful of your status. Just because His Royal Highness is merciful doesn't mean I am merciful too! You know exactly why you were punished! Wasn't it because you went to His Majesty to complain privately, and you got punished as a result?"

Xu Hanyan's intelligence network has developed rapidly recently. It is no exaggeration to say that it covers the entire palace and the court. This is also due to the increasingly stable status of Prince Zhou Chuxuan, which has made countless people rush to join Xu Hanyan's army.

Murong Xue pursed her lips tightly, stared at Xu Hanyan with a cold face, and did not speak for a long time.

Finally, Murong Xue turned and entered the side hall, cleaned it briefly, and then left the East Palace.

"Huh? General Murong left today?"

Zhou Chuxuan scratched his head in surprise when he returned to the East Palace at night. This woman had stayed with him for three consecutive days, fetching water and chopping firewood, which saved him a lot of trouble in the East Palace.

Xu Hanyan glanced at him and sneered, "Why, Your Highness the Crown Prince can't bear to part with her? Then go to the gunpowder factory and invite her back!"

Zhou Chuxuan was stunned. Why did this woman seem so aggressive today?

"No, why would I be reluctant to let her go? I'm just reorganizing my personal soldiers recently, and it seems I'm lacking a capable general. I see Murong Xue is proficient in martial arts, so perhaps I can ask her to train my personal soldiers!"

Zhou Chuxuan simply left Xu Hanyan, who had a resentful look on her face, aside and pinched his chin as he thought about his future plans.

Although he now has the Fuling Army that went on an expedition, as well as Lao Yang and other personal soldiers, and General He Jian under his command, there is still no capable general that he likes.

This Murong Xue, both in temperament and martial arts, meets his requirements very well.

"Haha, how about Your Highness the Prince go directly to His Majesty and ask for an imperial decree to take General Murong as a concubine?"

Hearing Xu Hanyan's resentful voice, Zhou Chuxuan finally noticed that something was wrong with her. A devilish smile appeared on his face. "It seems that Sister Hanyan has been very lonely recently. Okay, I will discuss this with you tonight!"

"Well, you..."