The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Huh." Xiao Xi chuckled: Mobei was Mu Tianqi's home, where he grew up. Of course he wanted to go back, and Mu Tianqi was still Mobei's regent, whether for Mobei For the territory, or for the people of Mobei, he must return to Mobei, because it is Mu Tianqi's responsibility to take care of Mobei ...

"How about you? Also want to return to Nanzhao?" Ouyang Shaochen looked down at Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi nodded: "Yes." He is the great sacrifice of Nanzhao Jingu Shrine, and guarding the shrine is his unshirkable responsibility. He must return to Nanzhao. Modern times are beautiful and very good, but no matter how beautiful No matter how good it is, it is not his hometown. He cannot stay here for long ...

"How about Ouyang Shizi? Come back with us?" Xiao Xi looked sideways at Ouyang Shaochen.

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, and let out a faint hum, both of his fellow countrymen went back to ancient times, he should go back ...

Thinking in his heart, Ouyang Shaochen stepped up to Murong Xue, Xiao Xi reached out to stop him, and greeted his cold eyes, Xiao Xi said lowly: "But Ouyang Shizi is going to call Murong Xue back together?"

Ouyang Shaochen didn't speak, it was considered the default.

Xiao Xi sighed silently: "I'm afraid she may not be willing to go back to ancient times." Facing the gloomy face of Shaochen Ouyang, Xiao Xi's expression was faint, and he said: "Ouyang Shizi, take a closer look at Murong Xue. Very different from her in ancient times ... "

Ouyang Shaochen followed Xiao Xi ’s gaze and looked up at Murong Xue little by little, only to see that she was wearing a pure white tube top skirt, sketching a perfect body curve, bare shoulders, arms, and white as jade The dark hair was lightly bundled up and spread softly on the shoulders. The whole person could not tell the pure and noble. She held a glass of amber champagne in her bright white hands, politely entertaining the guests coming and going. The smile of alienation and self-confidence in the coldness was fascinating.

It's the first time Ouyang Shaochen has seen her smile so much after meeting Murong Xue for so long. This kind of smile makes her look very vivid ...

"Murong Xue is a modern man, born in the modern age, grew up in the modern age, modern guns, mobile phones, computers, sports cars are part of her life. She loves these things and loves these things ..." With these things, she is more powerful than ever. ... and they are ancient people, modern appliances, communication tools, vehicles, thermal weapons are just novel for them, and they don't love ...

"What exactly do you want to say?" Shaochen Ouyang interrupted Xiao Xi's words and looked at him coldly.

Xiao Xi's eyes are clear: "I want to say that modern life is more suitable for Murong Xue. Let Murong Xue stay in the modern. There is no reason for you, me, and Mu Tianqi to return to their homes and let Murong Xue leave the village alone ... "

"She is not alone, she still has me ..." Ouyang Shaochen interrupted his words sharply, and Jun Yan was so horrible.

Xiao Xi didn't take it seriously: "Even if you can take care of her, Qing Yan is not her real home after all ..." Murong Xue's relatives and friends are all in modern times, Murong Xue's smile after returning to modern times, and her return to modern times The neatness of post-processing matters all prove that she is suitable for modern life ...

"The identity of Xueer's body is that Zhenguo Houfu's daughter gave away a lot of gold. Will Qingyan not be her real home ..." Ouyang Shaochen said lowly, his voice cold.

Xiao Xi sighed: "The identity of her body is not important, what is important is the identity of her soul ..." After all, it is her soul that governs her thoughts and actions, and her soul is modern, then she is modern People, she likes modern times, definitely more than ancient times ...