The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murongxue's eyes flashed unnaturally: "That was an accident ..." She didn't want to be hurt by Zhao Zhengyin, but Zhao Zhengyin's martial arts were higher than her, and her internal force was also deeper than her. "Never next time ..."

"Do you want to have another time?" Shao Chen Ouyang suddenly looked up at Murong Xue, and his obsidian eyes were filled with anger.

Murong Xue blinked helplessly, okay, okay ... not next time, when she meets with Zhao Zhengyin again, she will keep a certain distance, and will never let Zhao Zhengyin grab her wrist and get close to her ...

Ouyang Shaochen's face softened slightly, giving her a "this is almost the same" look, put away the wound medicine, stood up, took a snow-colored robe, and wore it slowly.

Murongxue had a very bad hunch in his heart and hesitantly asked, "Where are you going to go?"

"Go to the front hall." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, after finishing the last coral buckle on his robe, he turned and walked out.

Murongxue's eyes dazzled, and he reached out and grabbed him: "Don't go." Zhao Zhengyin was in the front hall. Ouyang Shaochen went there and saw him at a glance.

No wonder Ouyang Shaochen compromised so easily, he no longer attracted Zhao Zhengyin to 'catch the rape'. Dare, he saw that it was not easy to attract people, he changed his strategy and prepared to go to the front hall to see Zhao Zhengyin himself.

"Why can't I go?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue: The relationship between the husband and wife must always let some people know, lest he be so close to her ...

"Because ... it's not a good time for Zhao Zhengyin to know the truth ..." Murong Xue said with a word, sincere eyes.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were cool: "What time do you think it is a good time to let him know the truth?"

"I don't know ... anyway, it's not a good time to tell the truth ..." Murong Xue said angrily, staring at Ouyang Shaochen fiercely.

The corner of Ouyang Shaochen ’s mouth bent a little invisible ridicule. When she opened her hand ingeniously, she was about to go out. Murongxue ’s eyes were cold, and she flew forward, and fell behind Ouyang Shaochen, holding His waist, dragging his footsteps, hurriedly commanded outside the door: "Wei Feng, hurry to the front hall ... find a suitable reason to take Zhao Zhengyin away ..."

"Yes!" A few unheard sounds of wind breaking away quickly.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep and deep, and he grabbed Murongxue's arm and pulled it away.

Murongxue tightened his arms and hugged him: "Don't go!" Before Wei Feng returned, Ouyang Shaochen could never leave here.

Murong Xue's white fingers were tightly gripped between Ouyang Shaochen's waist, with a blue vein protruding from the back of his hand. Ouyang Shaochen looked at it, and there was a frustration flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Following her, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Is this still necessary to ask?" Murong Xue's eyes were faint: she was assassinated in Mobei. What she most wanted to do was naturally find out the mastermind behind the plot to find Luoyunxi.

"Then you don't have to change Luo Yunxi's face to contact Zhao Zhengyin ..." Ouyang Shaochen said coldly.

Murong Xue was full of eyes: "Now Mobei, the one who is most familiar with Luo Yunxi is Zhao Zhengyin. I want to find out the enemy of Luo Yunxi through Zhao Zhengyin ..."

"You can find that person without Zhao Zhengyin!" Shaochen Ouyang interrupted Murongxue coldly, and the obsidian eyes flashed darkly.

Murong Xue's eyes flicked: "How to check?"