Murong Xue smiled gently, slowly walked out of the hall, and out of Wu'an Hou Mansion, under the shade of the door of the Hou Mansion, a man in a snow suit stood with his hand, and the snow-colored coat lightly brushed the smooth ground, leaving no dust He looked at the sky and wondered what he was thinking. The obsidian-like eyes were as deep as a pristine lake, and the handsome beauty was like a dream-like beautiful picture, which made people never miss their eyes ...
"Shizi!" Murongxue whispered and walked quickly, with a little smile in his cold eyes.
Ouyang Shaochen turned around, looking at the figure of Mingli flying from her, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth: "Is everything resolved?"
Murong Xue nodded: "It has been solved."
"Is it fun?" Shaochen Ouyang asked softly, a little joking in the ink-colored eyes.
Murong Xueliang's bright face is slightly dark, and the intrigues and tricks are calculated to cause headaches. What's the fun: "Why is the world here?"
"Waiting for you." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, holding Murongxue's little hand, and walked forward slowly, knowing that she had been calculated to Wu'an Hou, he came here as quickly as possible. Thinking of her being faced with design framing, she handled it with ease and did not need his help at all, so he waited outside for her.
"You're really in trouble. It's been a few days since I returned to Beijing. There was a lot of trouble." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, her eyes flickering helplessly, so that she frowned slightly: "You can't blame me, either. They did n’t take the initiative to provoke them, but they thought about calculating me every day. ”
"I know." Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "They dare to count on you blatantly, just because you have no father and no mother, no power and no bullying. Although your brother has become a third-rank leader, he is still young. There is no real power, in the eyes of some people, he is insignificant ... "
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded lightly. Wei Jinxian was the governor of the East Factory. He was of high weight and did not put Murong Ye in his eyes. Although Murong Jian's official position was not as good as Murong Ye, he was attached to Wei Jinxian and coveted Murong Ye's position as Zhen Guohou is naturally merciless to their brothers and sisters ...
"Your enemies have a lot of power. Some of them have time, energy, and conspiracy. Even if you can handle them, you will be troubled. If you want them to be afraid, they dare not come to provoke you. There is only one way. That is, you have supreme power, or supreme status ... "Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue and said every word.
Murongxue frowned slightly: she was a woman, unable to enter the military camp in the Qingyan Kingdom where men are superior to women, and Chaotang had power and status. Although his brother Murongye was clever, he was young, had little experience, and his martial arts also needed to be improved. She ca n’t be promoted. She wants to have supreme power and status.
Looking at her depressed face, Ouyang Shaochen frowned tightly, he knew that she could not understand his meaning stupidly, he must say it clearly, clearly: "You can marry someone, marry one person High-weight husband, when your identity rises with the water, Wei Jinxian will be afraid and will not dare to easily count on you ... "
"Marry someone? Is it too early?" Murong Xue raised an eyebrow slightly: This body is only fourteen years old. In modern times, it is only a middle school student ...
"It's not too early. The married couples of famous nobles have always been grand and grand. It only takes a few months to prepare for the marriage. Your birthday at the age of fourteen has passed more than half a year. Now the marriage is settled, just after you and the bride Can get married ... "Shao Chen Ouyang looked at Murong Xue and said a word.
"I ... haven't thought about marrying someone ..." Murong Xue frowned slightly. In fact, she even wanted to say that she didn't find someone she liked, what to marry, and saw Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes, she When the words came to my lips, they swallowed back ...
Ouyang Shaochen looked dull, and looked at her momentarily: "In Qingyan Kingdom, Qixi means you are getting married. If you do n’t marry, others will point you at you and your enemies will Sneering at you ... "
"So serious?" Murongxue frowned tightly. She always thought that it was her own business to marry or not to marry a person, but when she arrived here, she seemed to have become a matter of many people ...
"When the men's college is married and the women's college is married, when you reach the marriageable age, if you don't marry someone, others will naturally point the finger to talk!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, looking at Murong Xue: "I know you are not afraid of rumors Catchwords, but if there are countless people, pointing at your life-long events every day is also very annoying ... "
Murongxue appeared a large group of people around her, spitting and frivolous scenes, and frowned, the feudal ancient times was trouble, and women must marry people, and they married so early, which is like In modern times, single aristocrats can be seen everywhere. No matter how you marry at the age of thirty or forty, no one will criticize ...
"Marrying a man is not a child's play, I have to think about it carefully!"
"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, looking at her bitter face, with a slight invisible smile at the corner of her mouth ...
Xun Feng, no traces hidden in the dark, heard the corners of his mouth slightly twitching: Although Qing Yanguo's situation is not difficult to marry a woman, but it is far less terrible than his family son said, okay, his family son in order to hold the beauty, It's really omnipotent. Poor Miss Murong, who knows nothing about feelings, is considered to be married by his family son.
Uh ... they forgot to ask Shizi about something ...
No trace appeared out of thin air, and strode forward: "Shizi, tomorrow is ... Do you want to send a post?" Although it is not yet time (13 to 15 pm), it is still too late to send a post.
Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "It's not necessary anymore, it's not a crown ceremony, no need to be so extravagant!"
And crown ceremony?
Murongxue's eyes were astonished. The ancient man's 20-year-old birthday was called the crown ceremony. Ouyang Shaochen meant that if it wasn't for the crown ceremony, wouldn't it be like: "Tomorrow is the birth of the son of the world?"
"Well!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded.
"Why not invite guests?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled: Ouyang Shaochen spent ten years traveling abroad, and his birthday was definitely very simple. This is his first birthday after returning to Beijing. It ’s grand and grand.
"The father and the concubine are not in the capital. I don't like to make noises. Please ask so many boring people to do something!" Ouyang Shaochen said casually, as if he didn't care about his eighteenth birthday.
Murong Xue blinked his eyes. Shaochen Ouyang was the son of King Xiaoyao. After his birthday, there will definitely be a lot of civil and military officials and family members to come to the banquet. They have different minds, and many are not worth the deep friendship, wasting energy to deal with them. It's really boring ...