Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 268
Seeing his reaction, Xinmeng suddenly understood.

He was indeed Chu Hanxuan, Chu Mingxuan's twin brother, and the prince of Da Zhou.

He was also Chu Mingxuan's enemy in his previous life.

Once she knew Chu Hanxuan's identity, Xinmeng couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

In the previous life, she had never fought against Chu Hanxuan, but she had learned about his elder brother from Chu Mingxuan.

Insidious, cunning, and vicious methods, in order to consolidate his position, he did not hesitate to persuade his father and emperor to send his twin brother to Dashang as a hostage.

How could he appear in Dashang's capital at this time?
Could it be that the war at the border had already shown signs of victory or defeat, and he was not reconciled, and wanted to come here to do a conspiracy to reverse the defeat.

If he knew that her true identity was the daughter of the great merchant Shen Ji, then he would not let her go easily.

The trace of fear in Xinmeng's eyes was immediately caught by Chu Hanxuan who was paying close attention to the expression on her face.

interesting!He raised the corners of his lips into an evil smile, left his seat and squatted in front of Xinmeng, looked at her dripping with sweat, and quietly asked, "What's your relationship with Chu Mingxuan?"

Xin Meng shook her head: "It doesn't matter."

It's not a lie, because she and Chu Mingxuan hadn't met each other at this time and didn't know each other.

Of course Chu Hanxuan would not believe that the woman who saw his face and blurted out her second brother's name would not know Chu Mingxuan.

He lowered his face, stretched out his hand to pinch Xinmeng's chin, and retracted it when he was about to touch it, and took out a plain white veil from her body under her unclear eyes.

Through the veil, pinch Xinmeng's chin with two fingers, force her to raise her head, take a closer look, and said calmly: "It looks like the type that my second brother would like."

After speaking, he let go of his hand, threw the handkerchief casually, returned to his seat, closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Xinmeng opened her eyes wide, staring at the handkerchief on the floor.

He thought she was dirty? !
Chu Hanxuan, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has a cleanliness habit!
This point was never mentioned by Chu Mingxuan in the previous life.

"Who are you? How did you know Chu Mingxuan?" Chu Hanxuan leaned against the wall of the carriage without opening his eyes.

Xinmeng didn't answer immediately, but took the opportunity to think about the situation in the car secretly.

She was lying on the floor in the middle of the carriage with her back to the curtain, while Chu Hanxuan was sitting on the main seat facing the curtain, and another person was sitting on the left hand side of Chu Hanxuan, who was above her head. Location.She could hear the man's breathing was slow and steady, he was a trainee, but she couldn't see his face.

Cough cough cough!A sharp cough came from Xinmeng's throat.She pretended to be coughing, and her breathing was not smooth. After she finally calmed down, she begged the person above her head: "Brother, can you help me sit up?"

The man didn't make a sound, but Xinmeng could feel that he seemed to have glanced at Chu Hanxuan, and seeing that Chu Hanxuan had no intention of objecting, he stretched out his hand to help her up and let her sit on the floor.

His hands are well-articulated and powerful, and there are rough calluses on the palms, which are left over from years of martial arts practice.This confirmed what Xinmeng had guessed, that he was a Lianjiazi.

After sitting up, Xinmeng quickly turned her head to look at the person who helped her up, and she couldn't help being slightly startled when she saw it.

He is not a strong and powerful man as she guessed, on the contrary, he is about thirty years old, with delicate features, fair complexion, and a thin body wrapped in a blue cloth robe, more like a man with four limbs that does not work hard. A literati who does not distinguish between five grains.

(End of this chapter)