However, the eighteen-year-old's birthday is a very meaningful birthday. Ouyang Shaochen should have a good time.
Murongxue looked up at Shaochen Ouyang, and was about to speak. A low call sounded first: "Xue'er!"
Murongxue looked around, and saw Ye Yichen walked slowly. He stood backlit, his body more slender and tall, and the purple brocade fluttered with his movements, which made his handsome beauty cool and calm.
Murong Xueliang's bright face sank slightly and frowned, "What are you doing here?"
Ye Yichen's eyes fell on the hands held by Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue. A sharp cold flash flashed in the sharp eyes, and disappeared instantly, whispering: "Tomorrow is my birthday ..."
Murong Xue was stunned, yes, in the memory of the original owner, tomorrow is the birth of Ye Yichen, she forgot, but Ouyang Shaochen's eighteenth birthday is also tomorrow, the two of them turned out to be the same month and same day It ’s a coincidence ...
"Then I would like to congratulate King Jing's happy birthday in advance, everything goes well, and everything goes well." Murong Xue said casually, Qing Qing's voice was perfunctory.
Ye Yichen's eyes dimmed, and he looked up at Murong Xue: "Tomorrow, can you come to Jingwang Mansion to attend my birthday feast?"
Ouyang Shaochen Junyi's face instantly gloomy, her eyelids drooping slightly, and she didn't speak. Ruyu's hand held Murong Xue's catkins tightly.
Murongxue smiled softly: "Jing Ye's birthday feast, certainly high-ranking officials gathered, Gao Peng is full of seats, I am an orphan girl without power, so I will not join in the fun ..."
"I didn't invite the guests." Ye Yichen spoke suddenly, interrupted her, and looked at her momentarily: "Except for me, in the Jing Wang Mansion, only the father and the concubine, can you come?"
Murong Xue was stunned: Ye Yichen had been in the frontier for three years, and he certainly hadn't had a birthday. He made great achievements and returned with victory. Shouldn't he have a big birthday feast?What are you doing so quietly?
There is a princess Jing who hates her, a princess Jing who is unfathomable, and this one in front of you, who hated her at first, now seems to be ... to please her at night, it is inexplicable, like this Jing Wang Mansion, she is still far away.
"Thank you, Lord Jing, for your love, but I have something to do tomorrow, and I have no time to go to Jingwang Mansion ..."
"Don't rush to refuse first, you think about it again, maybe after dawn tomorrow, you will change your mind ..." Ye Yichen interrupted her words with a deep voice, and looked at her lightly, others in her dark eyes. Incomprehensible look.
Murong Xue dismissed her contemptuously. She didn't want to have anything to do with the people of Jing Wang Mansion. Even if the sky over Zhen Guohou Mansion collapsed, she would not go to Jing Wang Mansion ...
"It's not too early, I will send you back to the room!" Ouyang Shaochen spoke lightly, and Qing Yue's voice was like a string, which was beautiful and beautiful.
Murong Xueqiu glanced at the door of the Zhenguo Palace near him, and nodded gently: "Okay!"
Ye Yichen was standing outside the door of Zhen Guohou Mansion, looking at Shaochen Ouyang. Murong Xue passed her straight and walked into Zhen Guohou Mansion hand in hand. The handsome man and the beautiful woman were bathed in pale gold The sunlight, moving forward slowly, looks from a distance, just like a pair of fairy couples, deeply stabbing Ye Yichen's eyes: "Ouyang Shaochen, male and female don't accept love, you send Xueer back The room is probably not suitable. "
"Really? But I don't think it's inappropriate!" Shaochen Ouyang returned to him carelessly, his long arms stretched, holding Murong Xue's shoulder lightly, holding her slowly forward.
Murongxue's petite body was almost taken into Ouyang Shaochen's arms, and the faint ink bamboo fragrance lingered around him. Murongxue's expression was faint, as if he had been accustomed to all this, and there was nothing unfit ...
Ye Yichen's face was iron green, and his sharp eyes were like arrows. He shot at Ouyang Shaochen lightly on Murongxue's shoulder.
Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye and took Murongxue forward slowly.
The hand under Ye Yichen's sleeve was tightly gripped, and the deep internal force quickly condensed in the palm of her hand. After a moment, it disappeared again. Murong Xue was towards Ouyang Shaochen. Even if he won, she would not treat him. Look at each other ...
Ye Yichen looked up to Murongxue, and saw that she was looking up and talking to Ouyang Shaochen, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, the gleaming glory in the dark eyes, and the heart of Ye Yichen was slightly Shivering: Once, in these eyes, only he could be seen. Now, in her eyes, in her heart, there is still his position ...
Murongxue stepped into the Luoxue Pavilion, gently pulled Ouyang Shaochen's hand on her shoulder, and looked at him lightly: "Shizi, it's not too late, I won't keep you for dinner."
Ouyang Shaochen gave a faint whisper, pondered for a moment, and looked up to Murong Xue: "Tomorrow, you come to Xiaoyao Palace, help me celebrate my birthday!"
Murong Xue blinked and nodded gently: "Okay."
Qingling's voice passed into his ears, and Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered: "Are you really here?"
"Of course." Murong Xue nodded, and Ouyang Shaochen didn't like to hold a big birthday feast. As a friend, she should go to the Xiaoyao Palace to celebrate him.
"Then I'll wait for you." Shaochen Ouyang said one word after another, his dark eyes flashed a look that others couldn't understand.
"Huh!" Murong Xue nodded and looked up at Ouyang Shaochen: "Do I need to bring anything?"
Looking at her shining eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile, and shook his head gently: "No, the Xiaoyao Palace is everything, you just have to come!"
The sun was sloping westward, and Ouyang Shaochen's slender figure was like a terrifying man. He flew across the sky and left the Luoxue Pavilion. The snow-colored coat fluttered like clouds floating in the sky.
Looking at his elegant, chic posture, Murong Xue raised her eyebrows gently: She went to the Xiaoyao Palace to celebrate Ouyang Shaochen ’s annual birthday. Even if Ouyang Shaochen said she did n’t need to bring anything, she could not go empty-handed. At least you have to bring some gifts in the past. What kind of gifts are better?
Suddenly a flash of light flashed in my mind, and Murong Xue's eyes lit up, so he gave this gift.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly. After using breakfast, Murongxue took a delicate wooden box and walked out of Zhenguo Palace slowly. The wooden box was round, not too big or too small. Ouyang Shaochen should like the little gift he prepared.
A luxury carriage was parked outside Zhenguohou Mansion with the mark of Zhenguohou Mansion hanging on it. Murong Xue was preparing to put the wooden box into the carriage. A familiar voice came: "Murong girl!"
Murongxue frowned disapprovingly and looked sideways, only to see a slender figure with the help of a little maid, the money came over ...