The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"The weather is cold, the snow is heavy, the air contains a very strong cold, you have no internal force, but you walk in the snow against the cold, the shoes are soaked, and the rich cold naturally penetrates into your body ... "Ouyang Shaochen said every word, and Qingyue's voice revealed a rare dignity.

"What should I do?" Murong Xue frowned tightly.

"Get rid of the cold, cold poison will not happen." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.

Murong Xue nodded, Su Bai's small hand reached into his sleeve and turned over, and took out a Diyang herbal pill: "Can this drive cold?"

Coldness just infiltrated her body. Under normal circumstances, drinking a bowl of ginger soup can get rid of it, but they have just crossed the border of Qing Yan, and they ca n’t make ginger soup just before they go to the village and the shop.

There are no other medicinal materials on hand, only Diyang herbal pills, Diyangcao is a positive medicinal material, can you expel negative coldness?

Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "Diyang grass can expel cold poison. The cold in the skin is not poison, it can't drive away."

"What should I do?" Murongxue frowned more tightly, and the nearest city was also thirty or forty miles away. Even if the fast horse ran fast, it would take half an hour to arrive. At that time, her cold poison There must be a tendency to attack, no matter how much ginger soup is consumed ...

Ouyang Shaochen: "..."

He knew that the hint he made was obvious, and with her stupid personality, he could not guess his intention.

Ouyang Shaochen suddenly raised her hand and put it on Murongxue's back. In a flash, a warm current poured into her heart, instantly reaching her limbs, and quickly expelling the coldness in her skin.

Murongxue's slightly cool body warmed up little by little, and even the cold hands had a little temperature. The whole person could not express the warmth and comfort.

Murongxue let out a long sigh of breath and smiled at Ouyang Shaochen with a smile: "Thank you."

Ouyang Shaochen didn't say anything, he took back his hand, and looked at Murong Xue lightly: "Bingtian Xuedi is not a good time to rush, why are you rushing back so hurriedly?"

She has always been afraid of cold, cold weather, she basically can't go out of the room in the nest, even if the conditions in the town are even poorer, she will also find a warm room, live for a while, wait for the weather to be good, snow Let ’s walk away instead of driving in a horse-drawn carriage in snowy days like it is now.

"Because I am in that town, I have gained something." Murong Xue smiled and smiled. He heard her fighting in the town, repelled the man in black, rescued the man in common, and said that he got the silver key. Once again, at the end, I took out the silver key and shook it in front of Ouyang Shaochen: "This is the key to unlock the truth of my father's death. I want to find the realm of the silver key as soon as possible ..."

Ouyang Shaochen took the silver key and took a closer look, and found that there is no organ on the silver key, it is a key to open a lock: "The return lane is the name of the person, the name of the alley, and the name of the house."

"I know." Murongxue nodded: "I didn't find the name of the person, the name of the alley, or the name of the house in the small town with the word" home lane ". I could only leave by car, and I was going to find it in Qingyan's city ... "She has passed the book of flying pigeons to the shadow guards in Beijing, let them follow the path of the men in common, and investigate from Beijing to the outside, and she, from the border to Beijing to investigate ...

Ouyang Shaochen nodded, understandingly, and quietly sent the task of searching for the "Return Alley" to the secret guards of the Xiaoyao Palace ...

The silver key is made of silver, with complicated patterns carved on it, reflecting a faint light in the light. Ouyang Shaochen looked at it and said: "The master behind the scene already knows the existence of the silver key, and will send someone to snatch it. , You must be careful. "

Behind the scenes, the mastermind dare to murder Murong Yue. His identity is definitely not simple. He is cruel with his heart. If he can't grab the silver key, it will most likely kill people ...

"I know." Murong Xue nodded. Whether he wanted to grab something from her or kill her, it was necessary to see if they were so capable.

A cold wind blew past, lifted a corner of the car curtain, and a slight cold bleed in. Murongxue instantly felt the cold, wrapped the quilt tightly on his body, and the coldness still penetrated the shirt with permeation and penetrated into the skin.

Murongxue frowned, reached out and embraced Ouyang Shaochen's lean waist, and leaned into his arms, letting Ouyang Shaochen's warm body temperature seep into her skin, her cool body slightly warm He got up, but his face was still pale.

A touch of fire lotus scent lingered around the tip of the nose, Ouyang Shaochen stretched her arms and hugged her tightly: "It's cold?"

"Well." Murongxue nodded and couldn't help leaning back into Ouyang Shaochen's arms again, wanting to absorb more warmth.

The warm body all snuggled into his arms, his slender beautiful legs pressed tightly on Ouyang Shaochen's long legs, and a small hip fell on the base of his thigh.

Ouyang Shaochen's body was stiffly invisible, hugged Murongxue's waist, hugged her out a little, and let her fall near his knee.

Murongxue drew a little less warmth and looked up at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed unnaturally: "Nothing."

"Then let me warm up more." Murong Xue said leisurely and sat back to his place.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed darkly, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don't make trouble."

"Who's in trouble, I'm cold." Murong Xue held Ouyang Shaochen's waist and rubbed a little towards him, causing Ouyang Shaochen's eyes to darken again, the slender body warmed up slightly, and he gently lowered Face, gently kiss Murong Xue's lips.

The touch of crispness came from the lips, Murongxue raised his eyes, and saw Ouyang Shaochen's poem-like and graceful face close by, the obsidian-like eyes overflowed with a little starlight, and the light bamboo fragrance was light in the air. Floating lightly, clear and cold.

Murong Xue blinked and hugged Ouyang Shaochen, responding jerkyly and enthusiastically.

The lips of the two are tightly entangled, like the spring breeze blowing across the water, or the falling flowers floating into the heart. The incredible and wonderful taste makes people deeply intoxicated, and the temperature in the car gradually rises.

Ouyang Shaochen's fresh bamboo-like breath surrounded Murongxue in a warm, gentle, tangled, and numb feeling spreading from his lips to his whole body. Murongxue was like a hot spring, and his whole body was warm.

The hot kiss of Murongxue's head was dizzy, and her shallow breath became a quick breath. She could not help but push Ouyang Shaochen gently.

Ouyang Shaochen was reluctant to leave her. Xu, obsidian-like eyes were deep like a puddle, staring at her deeply, only to see her cherry lips swollen, her bright little face glowing like a haze, and the misty misty eyes blurred.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a few invisible smiles, embraced Murong Xue's small waist, and held her tightly in her arms.

Murongxue was weak, leaning back in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat and breathing deeply.

Ouyang Shaochen embraced her lightly, her chin resting on her hair, her eyes were deep, and the time was really slow. She still had a few months to catch up, but: "My father, my concubine should be back in Beijing soon ... … "

Murongxue's eyelids jumped violently, and he had to mention their relatives again, but she really wanted to talk about love for a few more years: "Well, I'm going to find 'Return Lane' along the way, and I don't know when I can return to Beijing , Let the prince and the princess play outside more ... "

"No, they return to Beijing, the sooner the better." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.

Murong Xue shook his head in disapproval: "Princess Wang is an elder, how can there be juniors playing outside, and let the elders wait in the capital ..."

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are deep: "We are not simply playing, but investigating things. Moreover, my father and mother concubine have been traveling abroad for so long, and it is time to go home and rest ..."

"We are uncertain about the return date. In case we have been outside for a year and a half, wouldn't we let the prince, the princess empty, etc.?" Murong Xue's eyes were faint.

Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it for granted: "It's okay, Xiaoyao Wangfu marries the princes and the wedding is vast. It takes a year and a half to prepare, and the preparation will be more detailed and more perfect ..."

Murong Xue: "..."

Ouyang Shaochen is smarter than her and darker than her. No matter what she says, he can find a reason to refute. She can't say anything about him. Finding more reasons can't change his original intention ...

A glance of frustration flashed through Murong Xue's eyes, and he looked up at Ouyang Shaochen: "Shizi, which is the nearest city?"

Ouyang Shaochen looked at her suspiciously, as if she didn't understand how she suddenly changed the subject, but she didn't say much, and said in a low voice: "It is Qingcheng, the largest city in the border of Qingyan, and it is also prosperous."

Murong Xue nodded: "After entering the city, you accompany me to find 'Go Lane'."

"Good." Shaochen Ouyang nodded gently.