The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Yes!" Song Qingyan nodded and gritted her teeth in her heart. She was not Murongxue's opponent for the time being, she could only hide Murongxue, but: "Murongxue will soon marry Ouyang Shizi and wait for her to enter the palace of Xiaoyao. Once the concubine is born, she will often live in the house and cannot walk around at will. "Then, you will not have to bother to avoid her ...

"What are you talking about? Murong Xue married Ouyang Shaochen?" The man's sharp eyes narrowed.

"Yes!" Song Qingyan didn't understand how the man reacted so much and nodded blankly.

"Who did you listen to?" The man asked coldly.

"The servants of Xiaoyao Wangfu, they also said that King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao are secretly preparing for Ouyang Shaochen and Murongxue's marriage. When the time is up, they will go to the town and government to be hired ..." Song Qingyan reported according to the actual report There was a lot of jealousy at the bottom: Murongxue was a divorced woman, shouldn't anyone be in love, old dead girl?Why did Ouyang Shizi like it?Let King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao also agree that she should marry into the palace of King Xiaoyao ...

The man's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, a meaningful meaning flashed at the bottom of his eyes: Ouyang Shaochen, is Murong Xue ready to be married ...

The bright sun was shining warmly, and the round table in the courtyard of Zhaoning Hall was filled with juice from the altar, the golden juice, and the aroma was overflowing, making people salivate.

Ouyang Shaochen stepped forward, took the jars one by one, and looked up to Murong Xue: "You have worked hard."

"You don't have to be polite, just remember to divide the juice into half of mine." Murong Xue rubbed his sour wrist lightly, his eyebrows curved, like a cunning little fox, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed with a clear smile: "it is good!"

A light breeze blew through, and Murongxue's brow frowned, "What happened?"

Ouyang Shaochen glanced outside the courtyard: "It's nothing. The craftsman who transplanted Qionghua came with Qionghua seedlings."

Transplanting viburnum?

Murong Xue blinked: "The scenery of the Wang Mansion is very beautiful, and every plant and flower is decorated just right. Why do you want to transplant the Qionghua Tree?"

"Don't you like Qionghua? Let the craftsmen plant the Qionghua Forest in the Wang Mansion. We can enjoy tea and rest under the Qionghua Tree while we are free." Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, his dark eyes flashing Little spoiled.

Murongxue's eyes lit up, and a lush Qionghua Forest appeared in front of him. Pieces of Qionghua were flying all over the sky, and it was as beautiful as a fairyland: resting in this Qionghua Forest and tasting tea is really comfortable ...

"Shizi, the study has been sorted out according to your requirements, and half of it has been vacated." Xun Feng stepped forward, Shen Sheng gave a report.

Ouyang Shaochen nodded and said lightly: "The vacated half is carefully arranged according to Xueer's preferences."

"Yes!" Xun Feng led away.

Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzledly: "Why is it arranged according to my preference?"

The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth slightly curved: "My study is divided into half of you."

The study is an important place. Ouyang Shaochen ’s study is even more important. Except Xunfeng and Wuhen, the two people who regularly clean the study, no one else has ever been in it. Ouyang Shaochen gave half of the study to her. Hit her and trust her.

Murongxue had a sweet feeling in his heart, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen with a smile: "Thank you!"

"You don't have to be polite. In the future, the study will be cleaned up and cleaned up for you!" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth curled up with an invisible graceful curvature.

Murong Xueliang ’s bright face suddenly became dark, and she knew that Ouyang Shaochen ’s belly black god did not make a loss, and sent her half of the study, and by the way, cleaned the study and organized the work ...

"Shizi, the shopkeeper of the Yixiang Pavilion is here." With the innocent report, a woman in her thirties, with more than ten young ladies, came over with a smile on her face.

The maids were carrying a tray in each hand, and a red piece of cloth was placed in the tray, standing in line in front of Murong Xue.

"What is this for?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled.

"You choose a piece of fabric and let the embroidered lady of Yixiangge make a wedding dress for you." Ouyang Shaochen said softly.

Murong Xue was speechless and looked at the sky. Wasn't it a matter of the mother-in-law to do the wedding dress?How did Ouyang Shaochen, the future husband, worry about it?And: "I still have a month or two before I get married. The marriage date will be further away. Is it too early to start making wedding dresses?"

"Women's wedding dresses must be carefully cut and embroidered. It will take at least a month to embroider them. You are also a princess of the world. The wedding dresses should be more cautious and cautious. It is not too early to prepare." Word by word, a rare dignity flashed in the eyes.

Murongxue's eyes flashed unnaturally. She was planning to remarry after one or two years. Now it's too early to make a wedding dress: "We haven't decided yet, so we hurriedly made the wedding dress. Okay, let ’s wait a few days ... "

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement: "This is also the case, then I will fly the pigeon to pass the book immediately, let the father and the princess return to Beijing, and tomorrow I will go to Zhenguofu to raise relatives ..."

Murongxue was shocked and hurriedly stopped: "Don't stop ... Jingcheng, Taiyuan is a hundred miles apart. It takes a long time to go. The things of the prince and princess have not been purchased. If you call them back now, Interrupted their purchase, afterwards, they have to go to Taiyuan again, how troublesome ... "

King Xiaoyao, the princess originally planned to go to Zhenguohou to raise relatives a few days before she and Xi, and wait for her and Hui to hire and discuss the date of marriage. If you call them back now, go to Zhenguohou to raise relatives, it is estimated that She will be hired in a few days, and she and she will be married soon ...

She didn't make a wedding dress, she wanted to push the marriage back a few days, but didn't want to advance ...

Ouyang Shaochen disagreed: "The father and the concubine went to Taiyuan for the purchase of Phoebe bournei. Now Phoebe bournei is already on the way of transportation. They stay in Taiyuan, but they just want to play for a few more days ..."

Murongxue smiled unnaturally: "Then let them play, don't disturb them ..."

"Playing is a trivial matter, and our marriage is settled, and it's not too late for them to go to play again!" Shao Chen Ouyang said lightly, he would write a biography of Fei Ge, Murong Xue hurriedly stopped him: "If the marriage is not urgent, don't want I ’m going to disturb the prince and the princess. Let ’s look at the fabric first and customize the wedding dress ... "

Ouyang Shaochen shook his head in disapproval: "The wedding is undecided, so we will make a wedding dress, the name is not correct ..."

"Let's order it quietly, let others know otherwise!" Murongxue said anxiously, lest Ouyang Shaochen could refute, and dragged Ouyang Shaochen to the cloth: "Which cloth do you think suits me?"

Looking at her bitter little face, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a little imperceptible smile: Finally agreed to customize the wedding dress!

Deep eyes glanced over a piece of cloth and landed on the tray directly in front of him: "How is this Yunjin?"

Yunjin was placed in the first tray. The silk fabric was bright and dignified under the sun. It was only enjoyed by the noble wives. Murong Xue looked at it, but shook his head gently without much affection.

"What about Shujin?" Shaochen Ouyang looked at the other tray.

Shujin is also red, silky and smooth, and suddenly looks more beautiful than Yunjin, but Murong Xue still doesn't like much, and shook his head again.

"What about Su Xiujin?" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the cloth not far away. The cloth was placed in the tray. The red color seemed to be a trace of gold thread, which was shining under the sun. , The beautiful people can not be mistaken.

Being picky like Murongxue, he was also full of marvels, and said to the gods: "Just embroider."

"Murong girl really has a vision, Su Xiujin is the most beautiful of all fabrics, and the most beautiful wedding dress ..." The woman praised with a smile.

"The prize, the fabric of Yixiangge is good ..." Murong Xue smiled slightly, suddenly felt two sharp eyes shot over.

She glanced suddenly, and looked up suddenly, and saw a young man in a light purple robe standing on a treetop not far away, looking at them from the top.

Murongxue frowned slightly and looked at the man coldly: "It turns out to be King Jing, I wonder when King Jing has a hobby of voyeurism?"

The huge Xiaoyao King's Mansion calmed down instantly. The shopkeepers of the Yixiang Pavilion looked at each other with their eyes, nose and heart.

Ouyang Shaochen looked faint, as if he had known that Ye Yichen was there.

Ye Yichen didn't answer Murongxue's words and looked directly at Ouyang Shaochen: "I heard that Ouyang Shizi is going to marry a relative?"

"Well!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded.

"Congratulations to Ouyang Shizi!" Ye Yichen said lightly.

"Thank you!" Shaochen Ouyang's voice was soft, apparently perfunctory.

Ye Yichen didn't mind. He looked at Ouyang Shaochen and said, "I don't know King Xiaoyao, does Princess Xiaoyao know that Xue'er is poisoned by cold?"

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed fiercely: "What do you mean?"