The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

330 Returning to Beijing to die

"Then what are you going to do next?" Shaochen Ouyang looked at Murong Xue lightly: Murong passed away ten years ago and died at the border. It was not easy to find out the cause of his death.

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Murong Xue's eyes were faint: when Murong Yue led his soldiers back to the camp, he was alive. When he returned to the military camp, there was news of death. Then he should have caused something on the way back to the camp. His death!

Murong Yue is a general. He is always followed by many soldiers and shadow guards, but ten years later, the soldiers who followed him that day no longer know which ones, or whether they are dead or alive, as for the shadow guard, It's disappeared without a trace, and hasn't shown up in ten years. If you want to find an insider, it's hard to go to the sky ...

Looking at her depressed face, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes fell, and said lightly: "I heard that the battle was very powerful ten years ago. The emperor sent your father and King Jing to be the master. The last battle is very important. , Lord Jing Jing must have participated, did you ever think about it, ask him to ask? "

Murong Xue blinked: "I can't ask anything, because my father was seriously injured in the last battle. After King Jing rescued my father, the soldiers let my father go and he stayed. Afterwards, he was not with my father at all ... "He didn't know at all, what happened to Murong Yue on his way back to camp ...

"It seems that your father's death is temporarily clueless." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his eyes flashed a meaningful meaning.

"Yeah, we can only go back to Qing Yan first, and then slowly look for clues!" Murong Xue said lightly, his cold eyes flashed darkly.

The streets of Qingyan Jingcheng are bustling, people are coming and going, Murong Xue sits on the carriage, picks up the curtain, and looks out. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and there are a variety of customers. She can't help but sigh gently: "Qingyan Capital is still flourishing, just like we were before we left ..."

"It sounds like you have left the capital for a few years!" Shao Chen Ouyang glanced casually at her, a contempt flashed in his obsidian eyes.

Murong Xueliang's bright face was slightly gloomy: "Even if it is not a few years, it will be a few months. After leaving so long and returning to the capital, you will not have a little joy to go home?"

"The joy of going home?" Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, and shook his head gently: "It seems not."

Murong Xue glared at him angrily: Really thin love!However, King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao are not in the palace of King Yaoyao. When he returned to the palace, he could not see his loved ones. There was really nothing to please ...

"Murongxue!" Suddenly a loud call rang out. Murongxue looked up and saw Yuan Fangfei, who was wearing a dark blue uniform. Her long hair was all pulled up, and she was only gently tied with a silver hairpin Behind him, the whole person looks majestic!

She stood not far away, looked at Murong Xue in surprise, and hurried over: "Murong Xue, really you, I thought I was wrong."

Murong Xue stopped the carriage and smiled at Yuan Fangfei with a smile: "You can see me so far apart, and your eyes are really sharp."

"That is, I am Yuan Fangfei's most accurate person, even if you stand among the tens of thousands of people, I can find you at a glance!" Yuan Fangfei proudly boasted, looking at Murong Xue with dissatisfaction: "Where are you going?" Did n’t even say hello, and said to go away, just one or two months ... "

"Beijing is a little boring, so I went out and distracted myself ..." Murongxue lied without changing his face, and was arrested by the South Xinjiang secret guard. Don't say it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble: " What are you doing recently, your complexion is not so good, and your eyes have dark circles ... "

"Is there?" Yuan Fangfei touched his face and rubbed his eyes again.

Murong Xue focused on his head: "Of course I have, and your face is morbidly pale, which is not good-looking. Recently, you have worked a lot of things. If you do not rest well, you will really fall ill ..."

"Recently there are a lot of things in the military barracks. My military barracks, running on both sides of the Hou Mansion, are really a bit tired ..." Yuan Fangfei said leisurely. Yu Guang saw Ouyang Shaochen in the carriage and her eyes lit up: "Murong Xue , You and Ouyang Shizi go out to Beijing together ... "

Murongxue blinked unnaturally: "That ... we are not the Beijing out together ... We met on the way ..."

"You don't need to explain, I understand that when men and women travel together, they naturally find a suitable reason to act as a guise ..." Yuan Fangfei interrupted her words with a hand, and the one who laughed was called ambiguous ...

Murongxue had no choice but to touch her forehead, she seemed darker and darker ...

Looking up at Shaochen Ouyang, she said leisurely: "Shizi, I will move back to Zhenguo's Mansion and live another day. I will go to the Wang Mansion to get things.

Looking at her firm gaze, Ouyang Shaochen's gaze flickered and said lightly: "I will send you back to Hou Mansion."

"No, I and Fangfei and I will go back together. Shizi will go back to the palace first." Murong Xue said with a smile, picking the car curtain off the carriage: Although the carriage was very flat, but it hurried for half a month, it was bumpy The whole body is uncomfortable, she is going to rest in the house, Ouyang Shaochen must also need to rest.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes fell, and he said lightly: "Let Wuhen follow you, and come to the Xiaoyao Palace to find me if you have something."

"Good!" Murong Xue nodded, put down the car curtain, watched the carriage walk to the end of the street, turned around, disappeared, Murong Xue turned to look at Yuan Fangfei: "It's not too early, let's go back to the house."

"Good!" Yuan Fangfei nodded, turned around, and was preparing to move forward. Suddenly there were rapid footsteps in front of him, and a high-pitched shout: "Weidu Highway passes, everyone avoids!"

Wei Du Gong?who is it?

Murong Xue blinked his eyes and looked around. He saw two rows of guards wearing cloaks and long swords walked behind them, walking behind them, walking a large silver and white soft car lifted by eight people. On the snow gauze curtain, the snow gauze is embroidered with a dark blue python pattern, surrounded by gold threads, dotted with white jade, pearls, and fringed pendants hanging on the edge of the car roof. The atmosphere is luxurious ...

The snow gauze curtain fluttered gently with the breeze, and the momentum was magnificent. The people in the sedan were covered under the snow gauze. The looming people could not see the figure and face, but there was an invisible pressure through the snow gauze. It diffused out and overwhelmed the people with fear and sincerity. They stood on the two sides of the street at regular distances, bowed their heads slightly, and did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Murongxue also stood on the side of the street with the crowd, watching the sedan approaching. The crowd did not know who it was and suddenly hit her. Murongxue was caught off guard and was hit by the middle of the road.

A guard wearing a cloak walked over and hurriedly reprimanded towards Murong Xue: "Dare to stop the Wei Dugong's road, come here, drag on, and hit a hundred big boards ..."