The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Song Qingyan wore a plum-red peach skirt with hollow neck and shoulders, fair skin, and delicate clavicles looming beneath the veil. The skirt was decorated with several bright diamonds, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun.

Murong Xue sneered silently, so beautifully dressed, and it was indeed prepared, but unfortunately, Ouyang Shaochen did n’t even look at her. Her thoughts were completely in vain: "Song Qingyan, this is the Luoxue Pavilion in Zhenguo Palace, it ’s not Wu'an Hou Mansion, what are you doing noisy? "

Looking at Murongxue's empty back, Song Qingyan's eyes flashed with a deep loss, frowning and saying, "Murongxue, what about Ouyang Shizi?"

"Shizi doesn't want to see you, let's go!" Murongxue didn't bother to talk to Song Qingyan, and he politely ordered the guest.

Song Qingyan's beautiful little face was instantly pale, staring at Murong Xue bitterly: "Did you say something to Ouyang Shizi, would he not want to see me?"

"Song Qingyan, is Ouyang Shaochen the person I can control? He said he didn't want to see you, but he was too lazy to care about you, and he had nothing to do with me. Your imagination should not be too rich ..." Murong Xue sneered dismissively, cheeks The mousse on the side fluttered with the wind, revealing a little red mark on the neck.

Song Qingyan was so angry that she seduce that Ouyang Shizi was so intimate with her, and she dared to say that she did not confuse Ouyang Shizi, a hypocritical bitch: "Murong Xue, don't forget, you are a person with a marriage contract, even if you commit Yu Ouyang Shi Zi, he will not marry you, you have less daydreaming ... "

Murong Xue's bright face was instantly somber, Song Qingyan's mouth was unobstructed. The more she said, the more outrageous, and the more unpleasant, she was too lazy to spend more time with Song Qingyan: "Song Qingyan, get away from Luo Xuege immediately, you are not welcome here!"

"What if I say no?" Song Qingyan looked at Murong Xue provocatively, his eyes burning with anger!

"Then I had to ask you to go back!" Murong Xue said, his eyes cold.

"Dare you!" Song Qingyan stared at her fiercely, her eyes ruffled.

"Come here, send the watch back to the room." Murong Xue gave an order with no politeness: The tiger didn't show his power. When she was a sick cat, Song Qingyan's arrogant provocation, she asked Song Qingyan to see if she dared.

"Yes!" Two rough maids came over, one by one left and one right by Song Qingyan, and quickly walked back.

Song Qingyan's feet were not touched by the ground, and she was struggling with anger and anxiety. She shouted: "What are you doing? Let me come down!"

The grandmothers were deaf, and their rough hands clung to Song Qingyan ’s arms, striding her fast forward, no matter how she struggled, she could not break free, gritted her teeth and said: "You two dog minions dare to commit crimes and live Impatient, let me come down quickly, otherwise, I let my grandmother sell you ... "

"I'm sorry to show Miss, the slaves' bond of sale is in the hands of the young lady, and the old lady has no right to sell the slaves." Grandma interrupted her words expressionlessly, and hurried forward.

Song Qingyan choked, looked up at Murong Xue, his eyes were angry and he was about to fire ...

There were two Houfu maids walking beside him, each holding a soup cup, and Tingting walked towards Luoxue Pavilion.

Song Qingyan's eyes were cold, and he kicked his feet onto Tang Cup, and Tang Cup flew out instantly, hitting Murong Xue fiercely.

Murongxue was about to turn around, Yu Guang saw the flying soup cup, a sneer flashed at the bottom of his eyes, grabbed the wooden stick next to him and lightly hit the soup cup, the soup cup flew back along the original road, and hit it straight On Song Qingyan's shoulders, the soup rolled over her body instantly.

"Ah!" Song Qingyan shrieked screamingly through the clouds and resounded through the clouds.

Murong Xue stared at him, and saw that Song Qingyan got rid of the restraint of her maid, and wiped the neck, the hot soup on her shoulders, and her eyes were red. She shouted hysterically at the maid, "Hot!" , Burned to death ... go to the doctor, go to the doctor ... "

"Yes, yes ..." Madam, the grandma awakened like a dream, promised again and again, and hurriedly ran out of the house.

Song Qingyan stared at Murong Xue fiercely and gritted her teeth: "Murong Xue, you hurt me again!"

"It's your own mind to poison you, and you want to use hot soup to scald me, and it's self-defeating to scald yourself, no wonder I ... It doesn't matter if you want to accuse the crime on me, I will burn you again and take the crime to rest. "" Murongxue said coldly, walked slowly in front of Xiaomao, took the hot soup in her hand, and turned to look at Song Qingyan.

Looking at her cold eyes, Song Qingyan's eyelids jumped violently. Murongxue's heart was fierce. She had seen it for a long time. She didn't doubt it at all. If she dared to slander Murongxue again, Murongxue would take this cup without hesitation Hot burned on her!

"Murong Xue, you are ruthless!" Song Qingyan threw this sentence bitterly, glaring at Murong Xue fiercely, holding the hand of the maid unwillingly, and hurriedly walked towards her room:

The soup is very hot and must be cleaned up as soon as possible to minimize the damage to her skin!

Murongxue's harm to her, she will keep in mind, when the right time, she will double back to make Murongxue not to survive, not to die!

Song Qingyan walked to the end of Qingshi Road, turned the corner and disappeared!

Murong Xue withdrew his gaze and inadvertently saw a purse around his waist. The golden brocade was wet with a large amount of hot soup!

She was taken aback, hurriedly took off her purse, took out the silk parcel, and quickly wiped the soup stains on it. She had been very careful just now. Unexpectedly, the hot soup was still sprinkled on her body. Fortunately, the hot soup was sprinkled less and sprinkled on On the purse, it didn't hurt the skin ...

The purse was still given to her by Murong Ye. After returning from Yushan, she was busy and forgot to return it to her. I wonder if the amulet in the purse was wet?

The amulet left by his mother is very precious, and nothing should happen ...

Murongxue opened the purse quickly and took out the tissue paper inside. The tissue paper was clean, refreshing, and not stained with water, but wasn't all the amulets depicted on plain paper?How does this look like parchment?

Murongxue opened the neatly folded amulet in disbelief. I saw it was a yellowed parchment with black traditional characters written on it, black horizontal lines, vertical lines, and crooked lines crisscrossing above. I am very familiar with it, I have seen it somewhere ...

Murongxue frowned, trying to think back, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in her mind: the half of the picture she took from Qin Yuyan was very similar to the half. Is there any connection between the two pictures ...

Murongxue's eyes flicked, and he clenched the parchment in his hand, and hurried towards the Luoxue Pavilion ...