Murongxue looked up little by little to Ouyang Shaochen: "You have finished drinking all the juice in the jar!"
"I think the taste is not bad, I drank a few more glasses, and I finished it without knowing it." Ouyang Shaochen said that the cloud is light and windy, but Murong Xue heard a gloomy face, but most of the juice in the jar, he even I ran out of it and did n’t leave her a cup ...
"How did you make your juice wine?" Shaochen Ouyang ignored her somber face and asked softly.
Murongxue was angry and stared at him angrily: "What brewing, you are a magnificent Wang Shizi, you have drunk countless fine wines, don't you drink it without half the alcohol in the juice?"
"You mean, juice wine is not wine?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, without any emotion in the sound of no wind and no waves, as if he had already guessed it would be like this.
"Well!" Murong Xue nodded gently: "Juice is the juice squeezed out of the fruit, which has nothing to do with the wine ..."
She originally thought that Ouyang Shaochen was drinking wine, no matter how good the wine was, there were times when she was drunk, and she was drinking juice, no matter how poor the wine was, she would not be drunk. Ouyang Shaochen saw through ...
"Take the juice and I compare with the amount of wine, you are smart!" Ouyang Shaochen leaned to look at Murong Xue.
Murongxue did not show any weakness, glaring at him: "Compared with a person who is cold and has no alcohol at all, you are smart."
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered, pretending not to hear her, and his face did not change his color and he said, "Is there any juice?"
"Before I left, I squeezed several altars." Murong Xue glanced at the empty corner: "But now it seems that only the altar just now is left, and the rest are drunk by the girls in the Luoxue Pavilion ..." It will deteriorate after being left for too long. She told her red sleeves before going away, dark fragrance, remember to drink juice ...
Ouyang Shaochen ink frowned: "Can you still squeeze the juice?" The taste of the juice is excellent, not worse than the elegant wine ...
"Of course, but you have to bring the fruit first." Murongxue's mouth was slightly curved: it is early spring, but it is not the season for fruit production ...
"There are a lot of fruits stored in the Wangfu warehouse, you can squeeze any juice you want!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly.
Murongxue's face was slightly dull, and he almost forgot. Famous nobles like to store vegetables and fruits, so that they can eat vegetables and fruits in the cold winter. . "
"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded without any hesitation: "Are you going to the royal palace to squeeze juice, or let the bodyguard deliver the fruit to Zhenguo's palace?"
"I'll go to the king's palace to squeeze it. You can get the guards to prepare the fruit. The jar is all right." The juice extraction process is not troublesome. Murong Xue can do it everywhere. There is no need for the guards to move the fruit and the jar around: "The freshly squeezed and freshly squeezed juice tastes best, so the guards can prepare the amount for a day or two without having to prepare too much."
"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, seeing Murong Xue dressed thinly, took a thicker cloak, and put it on Murong Xue ...
The sun gradually rose. After Murongxue bathed and groomed, he walked out of Zhenguo Palace and walked forward slowly.
"Xue'er, don't you ride in a horse-drawn carriage? The palace is a little far from here!" Shaochen Ouyang asked inexplicably.
"Before I left Beijing, I had ordered a few small iron nets for squeezing juice in the iron shop in front. I should have done it. I took it and took a carriage." Murong Xue said leisurely, grabbing Ouyang Shaochen , Quickly walk forward.
Pedestrians on the street are bustling, coming and going, a slight warm wind blows, bringing the seemingly absent floral fragrance, the golden sunlight shining on the body, warm and energetic.
Murongxue and Shaochen Ouyang walked side by side, the dark black hair lightened with the wind, the beautiful face was more dazzling under the scorching sun, and the sky blue dress and the snowy robe complemented each other, causing many pedestrians to watch on foot. Exclamation: It's really a woman of Lang talent, a pair of perfect people ...
Suddenly, a gray figure was like a wind. He ran from behind, ran away from Murong Xue, and hurried forward. The wide gray cloak was blown up by the gust of wind he brought, and he had not entered the corner and disappeared in the blink of an eye. not see……
Murongxue looked at the corner and squinted with cold eyes: This back is so familiar, it seems that I have seen it before ...
"Wang Wang Wang ... Wang Wang Wang ..." The fierce dog bark sounded, and Murong Xue suddenly looked back, and saw all the big, dirty, invisible color dogs from all the alleys, came out, chant, With sharp teeth, he glanced at Murong Xue with fierce eyes ...
Murongxue glared, lifted his foot and kicked the big dog running in front of him, rolled his kicking grunt out three or four meters away, screamed screamingly, turned and stood up, and rushed to Murong again and again. snow……
"Crazy dog bite, run, run ..." The shocked people woke up dreamily, screaming in horror, fleeing everywhere, and the whole scene became a mess.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes fell, and the hand under his sleeve was about to open. Murongxue hurriedly reached out to stop him, kicking a fierce dog methodically, kicking them out a few meters ...
The fierce dogs seemed to be unaware of the pain, screaming violently, and the fierce god rushed to Murong Xue ...
He stopped the carriage without a trace, jumped into the battlefield, kicked a fierce dog, and puzzled: "Murong Murong, what's going on?"
This street is the most famous prosperous commercial street in Beijing. It is full of luxury shops and high-government mansions. Whether the pedestrians come and go are bright and beautiful pedestrians. Even if there are dogs, they are also healthy and shiny. Now, such a messy and fierce begging for big dogs.
"What's going on? Someone is counting me." Murong Xue said casually, kicking his feet away and kicking a fierce dog close by.
The traceless sharp eyes narrowed sharply: "Who is counting you?"
"I don't know." Murong Xue shook her head: she didn't see the black hand at all.
"So how did he calculate you?" Wu Qian asked.
Murongxue's eyes were faint: "A stranger hit me just now, and then the fierce big dog appeared ... It seems that he should have sprinkled me on me with powder to attract the fierce dog ..."
The powder had been dyed on her for so long, she didn't see any trace of it, nor smelled the slightest smell. It seems that the powder was very delicately made ...
"That man is too venomous." Wuhenyi was filled with indignation: the fierce dogs in front were all wild and wild, and there was no humanity. Under the stimulation of the powder, they would definitely bite people fiercely until they were bitten , Killed ...
"Yeah!" Murong Xue's eyes were cold: she walked on the street well, and the man ran out of nowhere, sprinkled something on her, and led the dog to bite her, it was really deceiving!
The man wanted to die, and she succeeded him!