The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"I'll check it for you." Shaochen Ouyang said, his eyes sharp.

Murong Xueliu raised his eyebrows slightly: "We are unfamiliar in Mobe, how can we check?"

Ouyang Shaochen gave her a cool look: "You are unfamiliar in Mobei, it does not mean that I am also unfamiliar ..."

Murong Xue: "..."

Almost forgot, Ouyang Shaochen traveled to Mobei a few years ago and must have known a lot of Beijing dignitaries. He is indeed not familiar with his life in Mobei, but: "How are you going to check?" The case is completely different.

"I'll take you to see someone and let him check." Ouyang Shaochen said lowly, his eyes deep.

Haixianlou is the largest restaurant in the city of Mojing. Near the meal time, the hall is full of high-spirited guests and guests are like clouds.

Murongxue wore a water-green long skirt and sat in the elegant room on the second floor, tasting tea slowly, and the air was curled up, covering her clear beauty. Her careless inquiry also slowly sounded after the heat: "Ouyang Shizi, when will your friend arrive?"

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were faint: "It should be almost there." When he came out of the small courtyard, he asked Wuhen to send a letter to the man. The distance from the man's mansion to Haixian Tower was close to the small courtyard where he lived. Haixianlou is about the same distance. He has been in Haixianlou for a short while, and the man should have arrived ...

As if to verify Ouyang Shaochen ’s words, his voice had just fallen and the door of Yajian was pushed open. A young man walked in. The man wore a purple robes, his face was beautiful, his eyes were deep, and he lived for a long time. Mo Tianqi, the left minister of Mobei in high position.

"why you?"

"why you?"

Two exclamations sounded at the same time, one from Murong Xue and one from Mu Tianqi.

Ouyang Shaochen gazed slightly: "Do you know?"

"Well." Murongxue nodded: The next day she came to Mobei, she knew Mu Tianqi. She would stay and continue to pretend to be Luo Yunxi. There are a few reasons for Mu Tianqi ...

Murongxue is not easy to change now. The beautiful little face is stained with two natural colors, the lips of the cherry red are slightly red and swollen, a little red mark and a row of teeth are looming under the high collar. Knowing that she was loved so hard ...

Mu Tianqi's eyes flashed unnaturally, but he saw that Murong Xue patted Ouyang Shaochen's arm lightly and handed the empty tea cup to him. Ouyang Shaochen realized that he held the teapot and poured tea for her ... …

That tacit agreement, the natural appearance, saw a strange color flashing in Mu Tianqi's eyes. For many years, he had seen Ouyang Shaochen take the initiative to pour tea for women: "Mu Mu is the son of Ouyang Shizi ... "

"Concubine Shizi." Shaochen Ouyang took his words lightly.

Mu Tianqi's eyes flashed with surprise: "Ouyang Shizi is married?"

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded, glancing at Murongxue's beautiful face, and an invisible soft color flashed through his obsidian eyes.

Mu Tianqi's eyes were even more shocked. Ouyang Shaochen had never been close to a woman. He thought that Ouyang Shaochen might have a hard time getting married in his life. Very affectionate: "Congratulations to Ouyang Shizi."

"Thank you." Shaochen Ouyang's voice was soft, but Mu Tianqi felt that his voice was very gentle.

Mu Tianqi smiled. Mu Xue and Luo Yunxi were very similar. Like them, they were as shocking as a woman. No man would dislike it. Ouyang Shaochen was emotional and reasonable.