The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murongxue walked into the car and sat slowly by the window. Ouyang Shaochen also came in and sat gracefully in front of the window opposite her.

Yuan Fangfei's rough urging sound came from outside the car: "It's time to go, it's really early, Murong Ji, hurry away."

"Ma'am, I'm gone." Murong Ji glanced at Yuan Fangfei quietly, reluctant to say goodbye, Shi Shiran went to the carriage, stepped on the stool and walked up slowly.

Yuan Fangfei waited impatiently, and mentioned Murong Ji rudely, and threw it into the car with a "snap": "You are a big man, can't hurry up in the carriage? It's so cruel, it's slow to die . "

Murong was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground heavily. The bones on his body fell apart, the pain was unbearable, and the clear eye circles were slightly reddish: from childhood to big, his parents loved him, spoiled him, and never been harsh. What is Yuan Fangfei?Dare to abuse him ...

"What do you do to block the car door? Sit back and give me some room." Yuan Fangfei said angrily, reaching out and pushing Murong Ji.

Murong Ji's thin body planted inwards with a grunt, a bang, hit the car wall, the dizzy and tinnitus hit, Venus stared, his eyes burst into flames, waving fiercely Called: "Yuan Fangfei, I fight with you!"

From last night to the present, Yuan Fangfei either criticized him, accused him, or slapped him with heavy hands, and tossed him all over his body. He was fed up, he was fed up with this man-in-law, and he did n’t want it for a moment No matter how hard he is, he will have to teach this man-in-law hard, and export evil spirits for himself.

With a sharp palm wind, Yuan Fangfei sneered disdainfully, and suddenly reached out to grab Murong Ji's wrist, and flung wildly towards the surroundings. Yuan Fangfei's rough rebuke penetrated the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "Dare to dare to work with the old lady, You're impatient ... "

"Bang Bang!" Murong Xue still could clearly hear Murong Ji being thrown to the ground of the car across the two layers of the car wall, the heavy impact sound on the car wall, the sturdy carriage was also shaken slightly.

Her eyelids jumped violently: "Does Yuan Fangfei throw Murong Ji as a sandbag? Does she put such a heavy hand? Is Murong Ji still alive?"

"Yuan Fangfei grew up in a military camp, he has a decent start, and will not kill Murong Ji, but the injury is for sure." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, picking up the books on the sandalwood table. Look carefully.

"This is also true!" Murong Xue nodded, Murong Ji is her fiance, she naturally will not die, but: "With such a strong wife, Murong Ji will always be the one to be bullied, this life, don't I want to have a good life. "

Of course, as the father-in-law and the mother-in-law's Murong Jian, Zhou Clan also don't want to have a good life, because Yuan Fangfei, a daughter-in-law, is very strong and backed by a strong natal family, which they can't control ...

A bright light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and Murong Xue suddenly looked back, and saw that Ouyang Shaochen took a bronze mirror and put it in front of her: "Comb the bun."

"Good!" Murongxue nodded, and followed Jun to the summer resort. She had to be modest in her hair bun. She distributes her hair in this way, which is very ridiculous. It's just how the hair bun is combed ...

Murongxue took a wooden comb and combed his hair smoothly. He took a strand of ink from his left and right hands, turned it over, and turned it over, but he couldn't comb his bun ...

Ouyang Shaochen couldn't stand it anymore, sighed helplessly, put down the book, and took over the wooden comb in her hand: "You won't comb the bun!"

Murongxue smiled unnaturally: "My hair buns are all red sleeves, dark incense to help me comb, I have never touched ..."

He knew it would be like this!

Ouyang Shaochen scowled at her contemptuously, grabbing her hair and combing it carefully, and the dark black silk flew up and down in his jade-like hands. After a while, she combed it into a girl's favorite fallen bun. The comb of dark incense is still delicate.

Murong Xue's eyes were squinted with cold eyes, and there was a dangerous light shining in his eyes, looking directly at Ouyang Shaochen: "How come you can comb a woman's hair bun?" It's so skillful, so delicate, and absolutely no less for women He combed his hair bun, but he obviously combed her for the first time ...

"My father often combed my mother's bun. I watched it for a long time, and I learned it naturally." Ouyang Shaochen said casually.

"Really?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at him, obviously disbelieving him.

"Smart people can learn everything just by looking at everything. Unlike some people, they are stupid and stupid. They can't learn one trick after watching it thousands of times." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, glancing at her, Eyes and brows are disgusted.

"You ..." Murong Xue choked, they were obviously talking about the hair bun, how could they get to smart, stupid things ...

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, and took a pink lotus step to her hair bun.

Murongxue suddenly remembered that when she came out of Luoxue Pavilion, she hurried away, only grabbing a hairpin and no other jewelry. Where did this pink lotus come from?

Confused, I saw that Ouyang Shaochen took out a pair of Nanzhu earrings and carefully put them on her ears.

Murong Xue frowned lightly and looked at Ouyang Shaochen unpleasantly: "How can you have women's jewelry on the carriage?" It is also a hairpin and earrings, and it is quite complete.

Ouyang Shaochen gently closed the exquisite sandalwood jewelry box and said lightly: "This was specially made by me. I wanted to give it to you as a birthday gift. I did n’t expect you to bring no jewelry today, so I sent you in advance. ,Like it?"

A bright little face was reflected in the bronze mirror, and the gently shaking pink lotus stepped with Nanzhu earrings, reflecting her beautiful little face more and more beautiful, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Exquisite buns and beautiful jewelry Murongxue are very fond of, but, her birthday ceremony this year passed early, Ouyang Shaochen this is to create the birthday ceremony next year?This is too early ...

The carriage stopped slowly, and Xunfeng's report came from outside the car: "Shizi, outside the city!"

Ouyang Shaochen gave a faint whisper. He arrived soon and was about to leave.

The emperor summoned so many ministers and family members to accompany him. There should be many people outside!

Murongxue blinked and lifted the curtain to look out, and saw that the official road was lined with luxury carriages, rows and rows, one by one, one could not see the head at a glance, a swift and fast horse guarded on both sides , The station is very neat and orderly.

Murongxue's cold eyes swept over a famous guard, civil servant, military officer, family member, and landed on a luxury carriage, looking at the mark hanging on the carriage. She frowned lightly: It was the carriage of Jingwang Mansion, where Mali sat It should be Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing ...