The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

The carriage drifted away until it disappeared. No matter how good the eyesight was, I couldn't see it, but Dongfangli still stood still and motionless, staring deeply at the direction where the carriage disappeared ...

The wolf smoke on the ground gradually subsided. On the flat official road, there was no trace of the carriage passing by again. Dongfang Li suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked forward without looking back, and his majesty came from the wind. Voice: "Return to the Palace!"

He is the emperor of Xiliang Kingdom. The courtiers of Xiliang Kingdom are changing and waiting for action. Many national policies require him to make a decision. He wants to return to the palace and be a qualified emperor ...

The red sandalwood carriage was moving slowly on the street, very eye-catching, and the pedestrians stopped and watched from time to time.

Xu Yu, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a restaurant, the car curtain opened, Ouyang Shaochen gently helped Murong Xue walked down.

The sky was gloomy, flakes of snowflakes fluttered, Murong Xue reached out and took a few pieces, and said: "It's snowing."

Ouyang Shaochen looked at the dull sky, and then looked at the large snowflakes falling rapidly, said lightly: "This snow should not be small ..."

Murongxue frowned: "Aren't we going to rush?" They are now in a small town. The road outside the town is a bit bumpy and a little narrow. It's not easy to walk. If it snows, the road slips. It's harder to go ...

"We are not in a hurry to return to Beijing. If the snow is really falling, it's okay to delay for a few days." Shaochen Ouyang said lightly, taking Murong Xue and walking into the restaurant.

At mealtime, the lobby was almost full of high-spirited guests. There were only two empty tables in the corner. The guy hurriedly greeted them and led the two to the empty table with a smile: "I do n’t know the two guests. what do you want to eat?"

Murongxue casually ordered some of the restaurant's signature dishes.

Buddies took their lives.

Murongxue looked up at Shaochen Ouyang, only to see him looking out the door, thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Murongxue asked puzzled.

"Do you think that the pedestrians in the town are a bit strange?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.

Murongxue followed his gaze, and saw the pedestrians on the street, and the small vendors and hawkers all slightly lowered their heads and hurriedly walked, the pace was very fast, and all the coats followed the movement and rose up ... …

Murongxue frowned slightly: "How do they wear so thin?"

It's winter now, and it's snowing again. The people should wear cotton-padded clothes and trousers at least. But the pedestrians on the street only wore thin robes, and they looked as usual, and they looked as usual, without the slightest coldness ...

The current temperature has already reached minus zero. Murong Xue is afraid of the cold and put on a thick cloak early. Although Ouyang Shaochen is not afraid of the cold, he also added a moire cloak to his robe, and the people here only wear it A single coat is really anti-freezing ...

"Come here ... drink, drink ..." A hearty laugh suddenly sounded, a middle-aged man with a beard, holding the wine jar, drinking with others, he was naked and showed bronze His muscles, a little sweat beads seeped from the man's back ...

Murongxue frowned slightly: There was no charcoal burning in the lobby, and the lobby door was still open. Although a thick curtain was hung to isolate the outside air, but the curtain was open all the time, there was not much heat in the lobby.

Even if there are dozens of people eating here, the temperature will not be too high, but the middle-aged man not only drinks from the upper body, but also sweats all over the body, something is not right ...

"It's hot, it's hot ..." Several guests muttered and took off their robes to reveal the white lining inside ...

Murong Xue: "..."

She wears a thick cloak and feels cold when sitting here. How did they get so hot and undressed?

Quietly looking towards Ouyang Shaochen, I saw that he was still wearing a cloak, and apparently did not feel hot ...

"Guest, your meals are here." The man came up with a few small dishes and smiled and put them in front of Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue ...

The food is very good, the aroma is overflowing, the saliva is dripping, faint, and there is a little charm ...

Murong Xue's eyes drew up, he picked up the chopsticks and took a la carte, carefully looked at the color of the dish, and smelled the smell of it, and the corner of his mouth bent a shallow arc: "In the meal, something has fallen."

Ouyang Shaochen gave a faint hum, as if he had known for a long time that things would look like this: "But what is that?"

Murong Xue shook his head: "I don't know for now, but there seems to be a very strange fragrance in that thing."

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Strange fragrance? What fragrance?"

"Unable to say, the scent seems to be very light, but it seems to be very rich. It always exudes some kind of magic, which makes people more and more fascinated." Murong Xue said lowly, glancing coldly at the guest tables: " The meals eaten by the guests all have this taste. The soup is the strongest. If I guess correctly, this kind of thing should be under the water ... "

It ’s weird to eat this kind of scented thing, which can restrain the cold. This town belongs to the Xiliang country. Although it is remote and close to the border, it is considered wealthy. Everyone can wear cotton clothes and cotton pants. , There is no need to eat this kind of unknown warmth in order to save a few thick clothes ...

"Uncle Zhang is here." The ruffian male voice sounded, and the drapery curtain was lifted. A middle-aged man of ordinary looks, surrounded by several younger brothers, walked in with a swing, with a bazaar on his lips , Eyebrows are sparse, sparse eyebrows, fine flashes in small eyes.

The restaurant guys greeted attentively: "Uncle Zhang is here, your room is ready, upstairs please ..."

The middle-aged man gave a loud arrogance, lined up the crowd, and strode forward. His smart eyes swept a famous guest and saw Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, and his small eyes burst into flames. Out of the dazzling light, ignoring the guidance of the buddies, and heading straight towards Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue walked over: "Son, the girl is very born, came from a foreign land."

A fascinating scent of fragrance came across the face. Ouyang Shaochen's ink frowned, her eyelids drooping lightly, and she didn't speak. The slender ruddy hand played an empty wine glass.

Murong Xue also frowned, looking at the middle-aged man coldly: "What's the matter?" Ouyang Shaochen didn't want to ignore him, she could only deal with this man.

The man chuckled: "It's okay, our town is remote, there are very few guests, and I didn't expect to see the son, the girl like a girl, is really lucky for three lifetimes ..."

Murongxue said, "It's not too early, we're going to have a meal. Uncle Zhang will also go back to the Yajian meal ..."