Murongxue loosened the blue silk, faded her shirt, and stepped into the pool. The hot water surrounded her, gradually immersing her exhaustion, and the blood was flowing quickly in the blood vessels. The indescribable warmth and comfort ...
The curled up air lifted Murongxue's small face into a rouge color, a drop of water droplets condensed on the shoulder, and slipped into the pool water along the skin like sheep fat, especially charming and charming ...
Suddenly, an almost inaudible sound came over, and Murong Xue looked awkwardly, and suddenly looked up at him: "Who?"
"It's me!" Along with Qing Yue's voice, a young man came slowly, Ying Ting's sword eyebrows flew diagonally into the temples, and Jun Meiyan's picturesque poetry was Ouyang Shaochen, the king of Xiaoyao.
"Shizi, why are you here?" Murong Xue's eyes widened in surprise, the warm water hovering around her without any hindrance, she suddenly remembered that she was in a hurry, and hurriedly took the big cotton kerchief by the pool. Wrapped tightly.
"Come to you." Ouyang Shaochen didn't seem to see Murong Xue's small movements, and looked at her momentarily, her obsidian eyes flashing darkly.
Murong Xue smiled: "My brother and I can cope with Ye Xuan, Shizi need not worry ..."
"I'm looking for you, not for Ye Xuan." Ouyang Shaochen interrupted her coldly, and Jun Yi's face was slightly gloomy.
Murong Xue was stunned: "Why did that world come to me?"
"Do you remember what day it is today?" Shaochen Ouyang looked at Murong Xue and asked coldly.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows. Today is X, X, X, not her birthday, Ouyang Shaochen's birthday, not Xiaoyao Wang, princess's birthday, nor Murong Yue, Shen Ruoli's birthday or death day ...
Murongxue checked all the people she knew and failed to figure out what is special today. She could not help but look up at Ouyang Shaochen: "What day is it today?"
Ouyang Shaochen looked gloomy and looked at her, saying: "Today is the date of the marriage we set early!"
To Austria, today is the lucky date they negotiated. In order to avenge the Murongyue couple, she chased Ye Xuan to Nanzhao Kingdom and left this matter behind ...
Murong Xue smiled embarrassedly and looked at Ouyang Shaochen with apologetic: "Sorry, the people in the underground palace are very difficult to cope with. I just chased them and cut off Ye Xuan from them.
"You can forget such an important thing? Didn't you take our marriage to heart?" Ouyang Shaochen asked sharply: In Qingyan Capital, after she chased Ye Xuan and left, he thought she couldn't chase The Master will come back. Unexpectedly, she will never return, she chased Ye Xuan directly to Nanzhao Kingdom, and forgot their marriage to Jiuxiaoyun ...
"Of course not!" Murong Xue shook his head hurriedly.
"Then why have you forgotten this thing?" Ouyang Shaochen questioned sharply.
Murongxue's eyes flashed unnaturally: "Because at that time, I just wanted to avenge my father ..."
"You mean, revenge in your heart is more important than getting married?" Shaochen Ouyang approached Murong Xue step by step, dangerous light flashing in his obsidian eyes.
Murongxue's eyelids jumped violently, and he had a very bad hunch in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Of course not ... these two are not comparable at all, good or bad ..."
"Huh?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, his eyes burst into cold, and the temperature around him fell instantly.
Murong Xue excitedly fought a cold war and said anxiously: "I mean, we are still young, there will be many good days and good days to be married, and there is only one Ye Xuan, if I lose him, If you want to find revenge again, it will be difficult ... "
"Murong Yue and Shen Ruoli are my parents. They gave birth to me. I avenged them. If I get married again, I can still feel at ease."
Ouyang Shaochen's complexion slightly softened, raising his eyebrows at Murong Xue: "What do you think?"
"Of course, of course." Murong Xue focused on his head and swears by raising his hand.
Looking at her sincere eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's anger dissipated without a trace, an obscure eye pupil flashed an imperceptible smile, and thoughtfully said: "Even if you have a cause, but you forget our The date of the marriage, such a big mistake, cannot be taken lightly ... "
On the day of the marriage, I saw the bridegroom, but not the bride. Both Xiaoyao Wangfu and his groom lost their faces ...
Murong Xueliang's bright face was slightly gloomy, and he was annoyed: "Today is our matrimony day. You are all here. The Xiaoyao Palace also holds weddings ..."
"The marriage date has been set long ago. If the Wangfu does not hold a marriage, it is just a matter of rebellion. The eyes of the Xiaoyao Wangfu do not matter. What do you think of the people in the capital?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue without changing his face. Jump counts.
Murongxue's face was dark: "You lie to me less. This date of marriage was just set by us privately. We didn't notify relatives and friends, nor did we send out wedding posts. We didn't hold a wedding. It was very normal. "
"You didn't notify your relatives and friends, it doesn't mean that I didn't notify my relatives and friends." Ouyang Shaochen interrupted Murong Xue and looked at her condescendingly: "The next day the marriage is set, the Wangfu housekeeper will The matter was revealed to relatives and friends. They all prepared gifts and arranged their time. Just waiting for the wedding to go to the Wangfu today, I did n’t expect that I was not married. The Xiaoyao Wangfu did n’t even have a wedding ... "
Murong Xue frowned tightly. The ancients said the most important words and deeds. People with higher status and status paid more attention to their words and deeds. Xiaoyao Wangfu said that he wanted to have a wedding, but he didn't do it. It's so damaged ...
"What should I do? Is there any way to restore the reputation of the Happy King's Mansion?" Murongxue's eyes were faint: Wang Wang was damaged by her reputation, and she wanted to help it return to normal.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were low and he said lowly: "I will deal with this matter, so don't worry about it."
"I really don't need my help?" Murong Xue looked up at Shaochen Ouyang.
The heat was curling, Murongxue's beautiful face was smoked into a rose color, two crystal clear beads were condensed on the long eyelashes, the dark pupils were hazy, and the fair and delicate skin was pearly, and bare The slender neck on the water, the delicate collarbone has a fatal attraction ...
Ouyang Shaochen ’s eyes were so deep in an instant: "It takes a lot of effort to restore the reputation of the palace. If you really want to help, give some compensation ..."
"What compensation?" Murong Xue looked at him and asked softly.