"It's much better." Murong Xue said softly, touching the wound across Sipa. The wound hadn't hurt for a long time, and it was a little itchy, and the wound was healing.
"Can you go a long way?" Shaochen Ouyang looked at her lightly.
"If you take a horse-drawn carriage, the road will be smoother and you can walk more distances. If you are riding a horse, you can't go too far ..." Murong Xue said lightly and looked at Ouyang Shaochen in a puzzled way: "You ask what this is doing ? "
"The emperor brought the queen, concubine, and the princes to the summer resort. Ministers of civil and martial arts with more than three grades can go with their families ..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
"Really?" Murongxue's eyes lit up, the Dragon Boat Festival was over, the weather was getting hotter every day, there was no air-conditioning in ancient times, and every noon (from 11 to 13 noon), she would be very uncomfortably hot: "Then I Also go to the summer resort! "
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her injured left arm and frowned lightly: "The summer resort is more than a hundred miles from here, your wound ..."
"My wounds are not particularly deep. Let's go in the carriage, let the carriage go slower, there will never be anything ..." Murong Xue said anxiously, lest Ouyang Shaochen not believe it, and reached out to relieve the wound and bandage Sipa: "Do not believe you see, the wound has healed very well ..."
"No need to watch." Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand to stop her, looking at her shining eyes, a glint of frustration flashed through her eyes: "Since you want to go to the summer resort, you should hurry up and change your clothes. It ’s about 11 am)
"Ah." Murong Xue froze, looking at the hourglass on the bedside table: "It's time to go!"
"So that's why you hurry up." Shao Chen Ouyang glanced at her, how you look so stupid.
Murong Xueliang's bright face instantly gloomy and said fiercely: "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
"I called, but you are unwilling to wake up." Shaochen Ouyang said lightly, helpless.
"You ..." Murong Xue chuckled and stared at him fiercely: her vigilance was always good. If Shaochen Ouyang called her, she must have woke up long before she would not sleep till now, he must have not called She never called her ...
"If you delay again, the emperor is about to set off." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, and the corner of his mouth bent a beautiful arc.
Murong Xue glared at him bitterly, unwillingly opened the quilt and got out of bed, took out a dress from the cabinet, and quickly walked behind the screen.
After the screen, there was a rushing water splash, and Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian eyes flashed a clear smile: It is rare to see her so hurriedly ...
A snowy blue coat flashed in the corners of the eyes, and Murongxue came out from behind the screen. The bright little face was clean, the dark eyes were clear and cold, the slender figure was like a wind, and the long skirt fluttered. After the ground is clean, the dust is not stained.
Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like eyes flashed an imperceptible shock. His eyes watched Murong Xue walking in front of him, pulling his wrist, and hurriedly went out: "It's not early, let's go "The dark hair was blown by the wind and flicked across Ouyang Shaochen's cheeks, soft, soft, sultry.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed unnaturally: "Why didn't your bun comb?"
"It's too late. Let's talk on the carriage." Murongxue replied casually, dragging Ouyang Shaochen out quickly.
Far away, I heard a rough rebuke: "Mother-in-law, I tell you how many times, the pastries are salty, salty, what do you let the kitchen do so many sweet pastries?"
Murongxue looked up and saw that Yuan Fangfei and Zhou were standing outside the door of Hou Mansion, arguing fiercely.
Zhou looked at Yuan Fangfei and sneered disapprovingly: "Ji'er likes to eat sweet pastries. As a mother, why don't you prepare more for him?"
"Mother loves her son naturally, but you should not forget, I am your future daughter-in-law. When you prepare things, you should also think about my taste. I do n’t like sweets. I want salty pastries ..." Yuan Fangfei Looking at her from the top, her eyes were full of pride.
Zhou sneered in her heart, she did n’t even make the ceremony, and she did n’t care about the eight characters. She just put up the shelf of her daughter-in-law on her surface. It was really abominable. Ji'er was her biological son. She naturally distressed, and Yuan Fangfei What is it, dare to ask her, I really do not know what it is.
Zhou's disdain snorted lightly, but his face was lukewarm and careless, perfunctory: "The kitchen is probably too busy. I didn't make your pastries. It's too late to make it right now. ... "
"Well, I won't leave for the time being. When the salty pastries of Zhenguo's Mansion are made, when will I set off?" Yuan Fangfei said leisurely, sitting on the side steps with his buttocks, leaning his head on the side. Stone Lion, lifting Erlang's legs, the leisurely appearance, which made Zhou's anger burn out: "Yuan Fangfei, how can you do this?"
"Why can't I do this?" Yuan Fangfei looked up at Zhou's, his chin was raised, his eyes full of pride: "This time the road out of Beijing is a long way away, I can't afford to walk a hundred miles hungry ..."
"You ..." Zhou choked with anger, his eyes ignited with anger, and he worked hard for a while, before he recovered, Ji Er had not entered the camp, she could not tear the face with Yuan Fangfei, Yuan Fangfei's arrogance, she temporarily put up with it : "Come here, go to Linjiang Tower to buy some salty pastries."
"Yes!"
Yuan Fangfei stood up with satisfaction and smiled: "Thank you mother-in-law."
Zhou's face didn't look gloomy, he snorted with anger, turned to face Murong Ji, and told him carefully ...
Looking at the two mother-in-laws who were almost in revenge, Murongxue's mouth curled up with a slight smile. There was such a strong daughter-in-law of Yuan Fangfei. Zhou would like to have a good life in the future ...
"Murong Xue!" Yuan Fangfei saw Murong Xue first and greeted softly.
"Miss Yuan!" Murongxue also responded politely, casually: "Don't Miss Yuan say she wants to go to the barracks today? Why haven't she left yet?"
Yuan Fangfei said in a loud voice: "The emperor announced his order to go to the summer resort, we will not go to the military camp today, instead we will go to the summer resort, return from the cottage, and then go to the military camp, do you also want to go to the summer resort?
"Yeah." Murong Xue nodded. Zhen Guohou was among the Sanpin officials, and he could go to the summer resort with the emperor.
"Then let's go together, and each other, it's good to be a company." Yuan Fangfei suggested loudly that most of the people on the street should hear it.
"Good!" Murong Xue nodded. Although Yuan Fangfei's appearance was rougher, he was quite honest and would be a good partner.
"It's not too early, it's time to go." Shaochen Ouyang said lightly, pulling Murong Xue to the carriage of the Xiaoyao Palace, opened the curtain, and pushed her up ...