The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Ouyang Shaochen was about to leave. Hearing her words, she suddenly stopped, looking at her awkward look, a clear smile appeared on her face, and said lightly: "Okay!"

Ouyang Shaochen walked into Hou Mansion and walked side by side with Murong Xue. A little golden light haunted a faint halo around the two, hazy, like a picture scroll.

The maid, the sprinkled maids, the mammoths couldn't help but stop to watch, full of excitement, no one paid attention to the corner, a rough maid slipped into the jade hall quietly, and reported this news to Du Shizhuang!

Du Shi heard her words, and her smart eyes narrowed slightly: "Ouyang Shaochen came to Hou Fu at the invitation of Murong Xue, are you right?"

"I can't be wrong when I go back to the old lady!" Xiaoyao focused on her head: Ouyang Shaochen is the noble man of Tsinghua. There is only one man in the world. How could she be wrong.

"What's the matter?" Du Shi frowned tightly, not to say, Wang Yaozi, the unruly Wang Shizi, was so arrogant that even the Minister of Civil Affairs and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty was too lazy to care, how could he be invited by Murong Xue?

"What's going on? Heroes are sad and beautiful." Murong Jian sitting next to him suddenly said: Ouyang Shaochen's care and love for Murong Xue, he clearly saw it early, and Ouyang Shaochen is absolutely right. Murong Xue intended.

Du Shi shook his head in disapproval: "Ouyang Shaochen has traveled all over the world. I've seen as many beautiful women as Jiang Zhiqing, and would I like a 14-year-old little girl movie?"

"It can't be said that, Murongxue's appearance is like that of her mother Shen's seven or eight. It is a rare beauty in the world. Ouyang Shaochen has traveled all over the world and may not have seen a few more beautiful than her ..." Murongjian looked faint.

Du's complexion darkened instantly: she didn't want to believe, but she had to admit that Murongxue had a good look. When she saw Murongxue, she would suddenly lose her mind, not to mention the young men, if Murongxue was weak and sick He has lived in Luoxue Pavilion for a long time and doesn't like to go out. It has long been known that the beauty of the stunning beauty is famous in Beijing.

"With Ouyang Shaochen supporting Murongxue, we can no longer shoot at her, otherwise, wouldn't we seek our own way." Xiaoying's hoof is smart, and even found such a strong backer.

"Not necessarily!" Murong Jian smiled slightly, unpredictably: "Man, always love the new and old, and Ouyang Shaochen is definitely more fresh than Murong Xue, and as long as our people can attract Ouyang Shaochen, don't worry Can't deal with Murong Xue. "

Du's eyes lit up: "You mean ..."

"Yes!" Murong Jian nodded and looked at Song Qingyan with a smile, looking up and down without trace.

Song Qingyan felt very uncomfortable by him, and somehow felt tight on his clothes: "Uncle, why do you look at me like this?"

"Qingyan has grown up too." Murongjian said something inexplicably, but he didn't smile deeply.

"It's not, it's about to be close to the age of talking!" Du Shi took his words with a smile, his eyes full of smile.

Song Qingyan's beautiful little face was instantly blushing, and she was infinitely coy: "Maternal grandmother, you tease people ..."

"Maternal grandmother is just telling the truth, how can you tease you!" Du Shi looked at her little red face and smiled: "Qingyan, do you like Ouyang Shizi?"

Song Qingyan was startled, and a beautiful face like Ouyang Shaochen's poems and paintings appeared before her face. Come to me ... "

"You haven't tried it, how do you know he can't look down on you!" Murong Jian interrupted her, and her deep voice was confusing.

Song Qingyan was startled: "Uncle means?"

"The feelings between men and women are generated by mutual contact. You and Ouyang Shaochen didn't even say a few words. How could he be able to see you?" Murong Jian raised her eyebrows and looked at her, talking happily: " If you want someone to like you, you have to talk more with him, make more contact, and let him remember you ... "

Song Qingyan suddenly realized, yes, she did not say a few words with Shizi, Yan knew Shizi would not like her.

"Thanks to your uncle for pointing, Qingyan has something wrong, let's retreat first!" Song Qingyan blessed her body and ran out quickly, her eyes gleaming with excitement and joy: Ouyang Shizi is in Zhenguo Palace, she can be fair Approach him, grab him from Murongxue, and hit Murongxue ...

Looking at her figure running away, Du's eyes floated with concern: "Can Ouyang Shaochen see Qingyan?"

It's not that she despised her granddaughter, it was Qingyan who was among the noble ladies in Beijing. The ordinary ones couldn't be more ordinary, and there was nothing outstanding ...

"Relax, Qingyan should not let us down!" Murong Jian smiled slightly, unpredictably.

Ouyang Shaochen traveled abroad for ten years and read Qunfang, but she was still not close to the female. Until she saw Murong Xue, she made an exception. It can be seen that he likes Murong Xue this type of woman!

Although Qingyan ’s appearance is not as good as Murongxue, she is the same age as Murongxue and she is Murongxue ’s cousin. There should be some similarities with Murongxue. As long as she uses all her skills, she should be able to attract Shaochen Ouyang. He pulled into their camp and became their strong supporter.

At that time, Murong Xue lost his dependence and would become the fish meat on the chopping board.

Murongxue didn't know the tricks of Du's mother and son, and walked slowly into Luoxue Pavilion.

"Wang Wang!" A white figure flew head-on, Murong Xue reached out to pick it up, not wanting, the figure went straight over to her, and flew to the foot of Ouyang Shaochen, circling his clothes in a non-stop circle, his eyes filled with joy. !

"Are you familiar with it ...?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaochen:

He should be in her room for the third time, and Beibei was not here for the first two times. How could he see him and be closer than she was?

Ouyang Shaochen looked at her depressed face, and there was a clear smile on her eyes. She squatted down and touched Babe ’s head: "It should be relatively familiar. When I picked it up, it fell short on the mountain road just after it was born. Going on, dying, I brought it up for three months, and one day, it ran out to play and never came back ... "

Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and she almost knew the next thing. Babe was caught and sold to the Colosseum, and she bought it in a wrong way ...

"Since Beibei is yours, you can take it back to the palace of Xiaoyao!" Murong Xue was reluctant to accept Beibei, but Ouyang Shaochen knew Beibei earlier than her and was the real master of Beibei. She was not good for her. !

Looking at her reluctantly, Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up with a light smile: "There are a lot of dark guards around me, I don't need it, it will stay with you!"

Her troubles are almost done, and Babe is not needed for the time being!

Murongxue was about to speak, and an almost unheard sound of breaking wind came into her ears. She glanced at her and looked at the past: "Who?"