The white placket came into view, a strong heartbeat sounded in the ear, warm breath was sprayed on the hair, Kong Wuli's powerful arm was tight around her waist, Murong Xue knew without looking, she was lying beside her Who.
Rubbing his forehead, Murong Xue sat up unhurriedly and looked at the hourglass on the bedside table. It was already out of time (13 to 15 pm). She was asleep when she fell asleep (7 to 9 am ), Fell asleep for three hours.
"Miss, are you awake, do you want to have a meal?" Anxiang was staying outside, hearing the movement in the inner room, and hurriedly asked.
After lunch, Murong Xue was hungry and hungry, but Ouyang Shaochen beside him was still sleeping with his eyes closed. He was injured and sick. She did n’t want to disturb him to rest. She was about to order Anxiang to put the meal in the outside room, Qing Yue 'S voice sounded first: "Come in!"
Murongxue stunned, looking down bit by bit, and saw that Ouyang Shaochen didn't know when he opened his eyes. The dark eyes were stained with a little smile, glorious, shining, but Murongxue could see Grit teeth: "When did you wake up?"
"Just now!" Ouyang Shaochen sat up, stretched her arms, put her in her arms, resting her chin on her shoulders, and said softly, "Are you sleeping well?"
A simple inquiry, revealing the inexplicable ambiguity, Murong Xue's bright face suddenly darkened, staring at him fiercely: "Very good!"
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her: "Pale complexion, the pupils are indifferent, there are blue shadows underneath, it doesn't seem like a good rest ..."
Murong Xue choked: "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat, eat, and rest!" Angrily answered, breaking open his hands around her waist and pulling the tent off the bed, Looking forward to seeing Anxiang walking in with the food box, looking at Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen in front of the bed, she was startled and her steps came to a halt.
Murongxue was standing by the bed, his collar slightly opened, his hair bun messy, and his breath was as if he had been greatly bullied, and Ouyang Shaochen was sitting by the bed buttoning his clothes. The belly of the black wolf, from a distance, the atmosphere between the two is really an ambiguous ...
Ouyang Shaochen suddenly raised her head, and her sharp eyes shot like dark arrows towards the dark incense. To her surprise, she fought a cold war, walked quickly to the table, and set the meal at the fastest speed.
"Miss, Shizi uses slowly, slave-servant retreats!" Anxiang said anxiously, quickly saluted, turned around, and walked out without looking back:
In the early morning, she brought clean water. When tea was clear, Ouyang Shizi had disappeared. She thought he had left. Unexpectedly, he actually rested in the same bed with her young lady. He slept for two or three hours before he fell asleep ... …
Cough ... Ouyang Shizi has a noble identity, a demure style, and is quite suitable for her young lady ...
Looking at her back, Murongxue's bright face suddenly darkened and stared at Shaochen Ouyang: "Why did Anxiang send the food to the inner room? Now, she saw us together Sleeping in bed, how can I see someone in case something goes wrong? "
"I marry you, no matter what others say!" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, his eyes obscured with dignity.
Murongxue was stunned, almost choked, violently coughed, a small face coughing red ...
"What's wrong?" Ouyang Shaochen patted her back, his eyes full of puzzlement.
"It's okay ... it's okay ..." Murong Xue waved his hands in a panic and smiled unnaturally: "Well, Anxiang is my maidservant, she will keep her mouth tight, she won't tell what she just said, I was just Just kidding, Shiko do n’t mind ... "
Ouyang Shaochen slept in her room and robbed her of her right to speak. She was just angry and complained, not forcing him to take responsibility.
Ouyang Shaochen's face was gloomy for a moment, and his eyes were as deep as a pool. He looked at Murongxue for a while, and then turned around, striding out without looking back, and his air was floating in the air. Voice: "I still have something to do. Let's go first."
Looking at his figure moving away, Murong Xue frowned lightly: She didn't say anything?Why did he lose his temper suddenly?It's inexplicable!
The food on the table was hot and fragrant, making people salivate. Murongxue was hungry, but he couldn't afford any appetite.
"Miss!" Anxiang walked in quickly, looking at Murongxue's somber face, and hesitated.
"What's the matter?" Murong Xue asked casually.
"Someone sent you a letter!" Anxiang took out a letter and handed it to Murong Xue.
The envelope is pure white, with the words 'Murongxue Qiqi' written on it. The words are well-spaced, just like they were printed.
Who will write to her?
Murongxue opened the letter in confusion and took out a piece of white rice paper, only to see it read: Yipinxuan Bamboo Cabin, there are important matters to discuss!A few words, no payment!
"Who sent the letter?"
"According to the guard who guarded the door, it was a little boy with a raw eye." Anxiang replied truthfully.
Murong Xuexue squinted slightly. After she came to Qingyan, she didn't know a few people. Who is so mysterious and secretive, asked her to go to Yipinxuan?If there is something important, you can come to Houfu to discuss with her ...
Anxiang looked at her puzzled face and tentatively asked: "Miss, are you going to Yipinxuan?"
"Go for a trip." Murong Xue nodded and stayed in Zhenguohou's house. It was okay to go to Yipinxuan to see where the person was sacred!
Yipinxuan is a tea house located on a prosperous street, only two streets away from Zhenguo Palace.
Yipinxuan's tea is fragrant and the cakes are delicious, which attracted many guests. After Murongxue walked into the teahouse, he refused the greeting of Xiaoer and went straight to the second floor to the bamboo box written on the letter.
Standing at the door of Zhuxiang, two guards stood tall and expressionless. When they saw Murongxue, they reached out and pushed open the door of Zhuxiang, and said in courtesy: "Murong girl please!"
Murongxue slowly walked into the bamboo cabin, and saw a man in his early thirties sitting at the table in the middle of the room tasting tea. His face was clean and his eyes were like cold stars, his nose was very tall, and a black robe brought him The innate elegance and sharp rendering are more and more outstanding.
Murongxue quickly searched through the memory, and a figure coincided with the person in front of her. She blurted out: "You are ... Xie Chengxiang!"
The middle-aged man drank the tea and looked up at Murong Xue. He saw that the girl ’s bright face was more dazzling than the sun in the sky, and the warm smile was like a hundred flowers, and it was shocking. Laughed: "Little girl grew up, remember me, the memory is really good."
Murongxue smiled softly: "Xie Chengxiang is wrong, I don't know if Mr. Chen asked me to come, what is the so-called thing?"
In the memory of the original owner, Xie Chengxiang was rarely seen after the age of four. Only a few meetings, also at the palace banquet, saw a glance or two from a distance, he did n’t talk much, how suddenly he remembered See her?
Xie Chengxiang smiled, the little girl didn't like to go around the corner, he said directly the right thing: "Do you know why your second uncle Murong Jian was transferred to Jingzhou?"