"En!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, lightly flicked the fingers under his sleeve, and a burst of internal force flew out, hitting Murong Xue's wrist.
Murong Xue let go of her hand suddenly, and the car curtain lowered slightly, covering her in the car.
Looking at Ouyang Shaochen's calm gaze, Dongfang Li's eyes flashed a trace of surprise: "I don't know which family's daughter is able to win the favor of Ouyang Shizi?"
When he was in Xiliang, he had a lot of contact with Ouyang Shaochen, and he knew that he was extremely unapproachable to women, but he didn't expect to be attracted to women now, it's really rare!
"It's the little sister of a family friend." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was light.
Dongfang Li raised his eyebrows lightly, his childhood sweetheart, his well-matched family background, and his affection for each other, can indeed make a happy marriage: "Congratulations, Prince Ouyang!"
Ouyang Shaochen smiled lightly: "The seventh prince is polite."
A gust of breeze blew by, and if there was a seemingly nonexistent fire lotus fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, Dongfang Li's eyes froze, this smell was so familiar, it seemed that he had smelled it somewhere before!
He followed his breath and looked forward, only to see a light blue skirt hanging down from the carriage, with a dancing butterfly embroidered on it!
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he strode towards the carriage!
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, he took a step forward, blocked his way, and said coldly: "Seventh Prince, she doesn't like to see outsiders, so please invite Seventh Prince Haihan!"
Dongfangli suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Ouyang Shaochen's slightly cold eyes, and smiled embarrassedly: "I was the one who was abrupt..."
His sharp eyes swept across the lightly hanging curtain, and fell back on Ouyang Shaochen: "It's rare for Prince Ouyang to meet a beautiful woman, so I won't bother you two, goodbye!"
"There will be a time later!" Ouyang Shaochen casually perfunctory, watching Dongfang Li and Huo Tong disappear into the corner of the street, his gaze was fixed, he walked to the carriage and opened the curtain.
Murong Xue was sitting in the carriage, rubbing her red wrist lightly, and glared at him fiercely: "I just opened the curtain and took a peek, but I didn't startle your guests. Why are you hitting me with internal force?"
"Look, look, my wrist is red and swollen from your beating. If I don't treat it in time and apply medicine, it might be useless!"
Looking at her red wrists, Ouyang Shaochen frowned slightly: "Your wrists were not red by me, but by you rubbing red." He only used half of his strength, and would only let her put down the car Curtain, it will never hurt her.
"You hit me for no reason, yet you dare to argue with your words." Furious, Murong Xue rushed forward with all her teeth and claws, and beat Ouyang Shaochen hard.
There were dull pains in her arms and chest, and Ouyang Shaochen hurriedly grabbed her weird little hand, and sighed helplessly: "It's my fault, but I didn't mean it, it's just that my hand slipped accidentally!"
Murong Xue snorted softly, Ouyang Shaochen is a peerless master, would he be unable to control his internal strength, and hit people with his hands indiscriminately? Liar ghosts do not believe it!
Looking at her gloomy face, Ouyang Shaochen sighed softly in his heart: "I invite you today as an apology."
"It's more or less the same." Murong Xue lost most of her anger in an instant, withdrew her hand, supported Ouyang Shaochen's arm and got off the carriage, and walked slowly towards Linjiang Tower: "Which country's seventh prince was that man just now?"
Ouyang Shaochen kept blocking her, she didn't see the man's appearance, but there is no seventh prince in Qingyan Kingdom.
"It's from Xiliang." Ouyang Shaochen answered casually, wrapping his arms around Murong Xue's shoulders, wrapping her in his arms.
Murong Xue's thoughts were all on the Seventh Prince, she didn't pay attention to his small movements, and raised her voice, "Are you good friends?"
"Meeting a few times by chance, knowing each other, they are not good friends!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
I see! Murong Xue nodded, and followed Ouyang Shaochen into the Linjiang Tower slowly!
The moment the two stepped into the lobby, a person walked out of the empty street corner. His face carved in white jade and snow-jade face made the scorching sun in the sky pale. .
Looking at Linjiang Tower, he narrowed his eyes slightly: he was tucked in the carriage, hiding it from others to see, and carefully protecting it in his arms after getting off the carriage. No matter how good his eyesight was, he only saw the woman. A little bit of back...
Ouyang Shaochen really likes that woman...
Standing under the eaves not far away, Su Nanxiang had a panoramic view of the scene just now, her beautiful eyes flashed with strong anger: Murong Xue is just a daughter of the Hou family whose parents both died, and she has a marriage contract, so why should she get it? Ouyang Shizi loves her wholeheartedly, she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't deserve it!
With a cold look in his eyes, Su Nanxiang tore open the two top buttons of his long skirt, his long nails scratched his skin hard, and several bloodstains appeared vividly...
"Miss!" The maidservant Mi'er shouted in surprise, and the voice alarmed Dongfang Li who was not far away.
He turned around and saw that it was Su Nanxiang, with a meaningful look in his eyes, he walked over slowly: "Miss Su, what's the matter?"
Su Nanxiang held his collar with his hands to cover up the bloodstains, and a misty smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, soft and tender, adoring him: "Thank you, the seventh prince, for your concern, the little girl is fine, it's all a small mention made by a maid!"
"Miss, you were bullied so badly that you were seriously injured. How can you say it's a slave girl who made a big fuss?" Mi'er angrily avenged Su Nanxiang's injustice: Miss has wanted to teach someone a lesson for a long time, so she followed her will and helped her If you perform this scene well, Miss will definitely not treat her badly!
Su Nanxiang coughed heavily, and reprimanded weakly: "Mier, don't talk nonsense!"
"Your servant is not talking nonsense, what you said is the truth!" Mi'er pouted, defending unconvincedly.
Dongfang Li frowned slightly: "What's going on?" He had just arrived in Qingyan, and he didn't know Su Nanxiang's interpersonal relationship at all.
"Isn't it because of the daughter of the Zhen Guohou's mansion!" Speaking of Murong Xue, Mi'er's eyes flashed a trace of disdain: "She clearly has an engagement with Prince Jing, yet she shamelessly hooked up with my lady's sweetheart. Angry, I said a few words to her, but she rushed over and scratched the young lady like a shrew... "
Dongfangli stared at Su Nanxiang carefully, only to see that her brows were tightly frowned, her eye circles were red, the two buttons on the top of the dress were crooked, and the bloodstains were looming under the collar, obviously she suffered a big loss: "Zhen Guo The daughter of the Hou family is very arrogant."
"That's right, relying on someone's backing, she doesn't pay attention to her elders. Her grandmother, second uncle, and aunt were all harmed by her..." Mi'er was completely involved in the drama, making up lies, Every sentence is aimed at Murong Xue.
Su Nanxiang was very satisfied in his heart, but on his face he looked sad: "Mier, stop talking..."
"Miss, she is so arrogant and domineering, she doesn't take anyone seriously at all, if we don't teach her a lesson and let her remember, she will definitely do harm to others..." Mi'er shouted, filled with righteous indignation.