The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

However, for her today, it is not easy to take advantage of the cheap: "Ouyang Shaochen, do you remember, how many days are it until we get married?"

"Three days!" Shaochen Ouyang said lightly.

"According to Qingyan's custom, the three days before the bride and groom were married, they couldn't meet ..." Murongxue smiled and a little cunning flashed in his dark eyes: after the tonight, it was the third God ...

Ouyang Shaochen's movement came suddenly, and he looked up at Murong Xue: "So ..."

"You have to leave Zhenguhou Palace before the time of tonight." Murongxue's eyebrows were curvy, and the smile was bright and bright: it is now in the middle of the sea (22 o'clock in the evening), according to Ouyang Shaochen's ... heart, if they If anything, Ouyang Shaochen will never leave here before the child hour (23pm to 1am).

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes quickly flashed something, and glanced lightly at the hourglass on the bedside table: "Now it's just Hai time, there is one hour before the child time, enough for us to be together."

Murong Xue was stunned, not right. When she looked at the hourglass just now, the hourglass clearly showed the middle of the hour, how could it become the hour of the hour?

Murong Xue turned his head to look at the hourglass and wanted to reconfirm the time. No, Ouyang Shaochen leaned down and blocked her view: "No need to look at it, I have seen it clearly. It was just when Hai arrived."

Warm breath was sprayed on her cheeks, and a soft kiss also fell. Murongxue dodged his kiss and said dissatisfiedly: "Impossible, I just saw it in the middle of the sea ..." Maybe it went back ...

"You're wrong." Ouyang Shaochen said straightforwardly, and her thin lips accurately found her cherry lips.

Murong Xue glanced at the bottom of helplessness, shoving him hard, saying: "Don't make trouble, if we have a child, we still meet, unlucky ..."

"Relax, after we get married, we will surely be happy and everything goes well." Shaochen Ouyang whispered, gently opening Murongxue's shell teeth at the tip of her tongue, expanding the territory in her mouth ...

Murong Xue's face was blushing, and the shallow gasp became a rapid gasp, and the temperature in the inner room gradually increased ...

A warm and sweet scene was reflected on the lattice window. Ye Yichen stood on the roof and saw it clearly. His big hand clenched tightly. A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of his eyes, Ouyang Shaochen!

In the inner room, the spring was strong, Murongxue's face was as bright as a glow, and the blurred eyes were covered with a layer of mist, hazy, and intriguing.

Ouyang Shaochen Yuguang looked at the lattice window, his dark eyes suddenly looked like deep pools, waved down the night pearl on the wall, and the bright room fell into darkness.

Murongxue was still too late to wonder, her mouth was closed, and her body was tight. Ouyang Shaochen's strong arms held her tightly in her arms and took her to Yun1yu together.

The dark night could not cover the spring in the room, and the sturdy carved bed squeaked and squeaked, as if playing a happy symphony.

Ye Yichen stood on the roof, looking at the dark window, with a somber and terrible look, far away, he could not hear any sound, but knew that the two in the inner room were doing the most intimate thing between the couple ...

This originally should be his happiness ...

Ye Yichen's sharp eyes were stained with sadness, but the whole body was haunted by a thick irritability. No one dared to get close to the people nearby.

A bodyguard stepped forward with a scalp, whispering: "Wang ... Wang ..."

"Something brought?" Ye Yichen condensed her breath and asked coldly.

"Bring ... Brought!" The guard said lowly, holding up a gray homing pigeon. The homing pigeon was specially trained, and his dark eyes were very flexible.

Ye Yichen took the pigeon, took a small bamboo tube from his sleeve, tied it to the leg of the pigeon, let go of his hand, and in a flash, the pigeon flicked its wings and flew up, flew towards the north, the more The higher you fly, the farther you fly, until you disappear ...

Ye Yichen stood on the roof, looking at the direction in which the pigeons disappeared, and the corners of his mouth bent a strange arc: He prepared a very special gift for them. It was not so easy to get married!

Dou Zhuanxing shifted to the wedding day of Murong Xue in a blink of an eye.

The sky was bright, Murongxue had been woken up by red sleeves, and the famous courtesy grandmother in Beijing led the maids to walk into Murongxue's room with trays and various boxes.

Ma'am, the girl smiled to Murong Xue with a smile on her face, and she waited orderly for her to bathe and change her clothes.

The fragrant soup for bathing is specially configured, colorless and tasteless, but the fire lotus fragrance on her body is better distributed. The pure and elegant taste is very good.

Murongxue's wedding dress is red, bright and eye-catching. The auspicious patterns outlined by the golden thread are vivid and lifelike. She is dressed carefully for her. The maid and the grandmother dress her carefully, lest they accidentally break or wrinkle them.

Mrs. Quan Fu, who combed the hair of Murong Xue, Murong Xue didn't know. She was about 40 years old. She is said to be a blessed person with full children.

Murong Xue sat quietly in front of the dressing table, listening to Mrs. Quan Fu's hair combing for her, while chanting words in her mouth, her mind was slightly trance, she was about to marry someone, and marry Shaochen, Qingyan country Ouyang.

In the 21st century, her belief was to successfully pass the test of the family and become a qualified heir. Whatever she married, she never thought about it.

After coming to Qingyan Kingdom, she never thought about marrying someone, but she met Ouyang Shaochen, who cared about her, loved her, and helped her solve a troublesome and tricky thing. There was a shadow of him in her heart, and when he was married, she did not have much rejection ...

Suddenly heavier on his head, Murong Xue suddenly looked back, and saw Madam Quan Fu holding the phoenix crown and carefully put it on her head.

The person in the mirror has clear eyes and clear spirit, her eyebrows are not swept, her lips are not painted and verdure, her skin is as thick as a frost, her beauty is not fragrant, and Mrs. Quan Fu who has seen her praises: "Miss Murong has been seen by me Among the owner's brides, the most beautiful one is suitable for both heavy and light makeup. "

Murongxue smiled softly: "Mrs. Muzan."

Anxiang held a plate of red date cake and a bowl of purple rice porridge came in: "Miss, have something to eat."

Murongxue got up to now, he didn't drink a sip of water, and was indeed a bit hungry. Seeing the ceremonial grandma, Mrs. Quanfu didn't stop, so she took a few pieces of red jujube cake and drank a few sips of purple rice porridge. Warm and comfortable.

An Xiangxiang waited for Murongxue to finish eating and took a cup of tea to gargle her.

At the moment she finished rinsing her mouth, a cry of exclamation suddenly came over: "Miss, the flower sedan has arrived!"