"Hmm!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, the fingers under the sleeves flicked gently, and an internal force flew out, hitting Murongxue's wrist.
Murongxue suddenly let go, and the curtain hung down gently, covering her in the carriage.
Looking at Ouyang Shaochen's frank eyes, a little surprise flashed from the East's eyes: "I don't know which one's money is actually favored by Ouyang Shizi?"
When he was in Xiliang, he was in touch with Ouyang Shaochen. He knew that he was extremely close to the female, but he didn't expect it to be so distracting to women now. It was really rare!
"It is the little sister of the family." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was soft.
Dongfangli raised his eyebrows gently, his love for green plums and bamboo horses, and the right family life, and the two have affection for each other, and they can indeed achieve a happy marriage: "Congratulations to Ouyang Shizi!"
Ouyang Shaochen smiled gently: "The Seventh Prince is polite."
A breeze blew through, if there was a seemingly flaming lotus scent around the tip of the nose, and the east was away from the eyes, this breath was familiar, and it seemed to have been smelled!
He looked forward with his breath and saw a light cyan skirt hanging down from the carriage, embroidered with a dancing butterfly!
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and strode toward the carriage!
Ouyang Shaochen looked at him, stepped forward, blocked his way, and said coldly: "Seven princes, she doesn't like to see outsiders, but also invites seven princes Haihan!"
Dongfang suddenly looked back, looking at Ouyang Shaochen's slightly cold eyes, and smiled embarrassedly: "It's me who is abrupt ..."
Sharp eyes glanced over the drooping car curtain and fell back on Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang Shizi rarely meets a beautiful lady, I won't disturb the two, leave!"
"There will be a period in the future!" Ouyang Shaochen was carelessly perfunctory, watching Dongfangli and Huo Tong disappearing on the corner of the street. He gazed, walked to the carriage, and lifted the curtain.
Murongxue was sitting in the car, rubbing his red wrist lightly, glaring at him fiercely: "I just picked the curtain and glanced quietly, and didn't surprise your guests. Are you hitting me with internal force?"
"Look, look, my wrists are red and swollen by your beating. If you don't heal in time, apply the medicine, maybe it will be abandoned!"
Looking at her red wrist, Ouyang Shaochen frowned lightly: "Your wrist was not beaten by me, but rubbed by yourself." He only used semi-successful force and only let her get off the car The curtain will never hurt her.
"Somehow hit me, you dare to force words." Murongxue angered, Zhangya danced claws forward, and beat Ouyang Shaochen fiercely.
There were dull pains in his arms and chest. Ouyang Shaochen hurriedly grabbed her little strange hand and sighed helplessly: "It's me wrong, but I didn't mean it, just accidentally, my hand slipped!"
Murong Xue hummed, Ouyang Shaochen was a peerless master, would he not be able to control his internal strength, and slapped people with random hands?Do not believe the ghosts!
Looking at her somber face, Ouyang Shaochen sighed in his heart: "Today I invite you, it should be a guilt."
"It's almost the same." Murongxue's anger disappeared in half an instant, he withdrew his hand, took Ouyang Shaochen's arm off the carriage, and walked slowly towards Linjiang Tower: "Just what was the seven prince of that country?"
Ouyang Shaochen kept blocking her. She didn't see the man's appearance, but there was no seven princes in Qingyan Kingdom.
"Xiliang's." Shaochen Ouyang answered casually, arms around Murongxue's shoulders, and circled her in her arms.
Murongxue's thoughts were all on the Seventh Prince, did not pay attention to his small movements, and said with a loud voice: "Are you good friends?"
"I met a couple of occasionally, know each other, not a good friend!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
It turns out so!Murong Xue nodded and followed Ouyang Shaochen slowly into the Linjiang Tower!
The moment the two stepped into the lobby, a person walked out on the empty street corner. The white jade carving's face and snowy jade-like face dispelled the scorching sun in the sky. The black purple coat fluttered with the wind. .
He looked at the Linjiang Tower and narrowed his eyes slightly: tucked in the carriage and hid it from others, and was carefully guarded in his arms after getting out of the car. Even if he had good eyesight, he only saw the woman A little bit of back ...
Ouyang Shaochen really likes the woman ...
Standing under the eaves not far away, Su Nanxiang glanced at the scene just now, and his eyes flashed with a strong anger: Murongxue was only the Houfu Qianjin with his parents deceased. Ouyang Shizi's wholehearted love, she is unworthy, unworthy!
With a cold look, Su Nanxiang yanked the two buttons at the top of his long skirt, his long nails scratched hard on his skin, and a few blood marks suddenly appeared ...
"Miss!" Maid Miller shouted in exclamation, which shook Dongfangli not far away.
He turned around and saw that it was Su Nanxiang, a meaningful meaning appeared in his eyes, and he slowly walked over: "Miss Su, what happened?"
Su Nanxiang held the collar by his hand to cover the blood stains, and an ethereal smile curled around his mouth, soft and weak, and provocative: "Thank you the seven princes for your concern, the little girl is fine, it is a masterpiece of the young lady!"
"Miss, you have been bullied and seriously injured, how can you say that it is a masterpiece of slave-servant?" Mister angryly reported to Su Nanxiang that the lady wanted to teach someone for a long time, she followed the meaning of the lady and helped the lady If you play this scene well, the lady will definitely not treat her badly!
Su Nanxiang coughed heavily and blamed weakly: "Mister, don't talk nonsense!"
"The slave-maid didn't talk nonsense, the slave-maid said all the facts!" Miller grumbled, unconvincingly.
Dongfangli frowned lightly: "What the hell is going on?" When he first arrived in Qingyan, he didn't understand Sunanxiang's interpersonal relationship at all.
"It's not because of the gold of that town and country's palace!" When referring to Murongxue, Mier's eyes flashed a hint of contempt: "She obviously had a marriage contract with Lord Jing, and she didn't shamefully hook up my sweetheart's sweetheart, my lady for a while Angrily, after saying a few words about her, she turned like a shrew and rushed over to scratch the young lady ... "
Dongfang Li stared at Sunanxiang carefully, only to see that her brows were frowning, her eyes were flushed, the two buttons on the top of her dress were crooked, and there were blood stains looming under her collar, which was obviously a big loss: "Zhen Guo Hou Fu is very arrogant. "
"No, she is relying on someone to support her, and she doesn't take her elders into consideration. Her grandmother, second uncle, and aunt are all miserable by her ..." Mell was completely involved in the play and made up a lie. , Every sentence is aimed at Murong Xue.
Su Nanxiang was very satisfied, but on the face was a sad and sad look: "Mir, don't say anything ..."
"Miss, she is so arrogant and arrogant, she doesn't take anyone's eyes at all. If we don't teach her and let her remember for a long time, she will definitely do harm to others ..." Miller shouted, filled with indignation.