The bright sun was shining warmly, Murong Xue sat under the viburnum tree, poured a cup of tea slowly, and pushed it towards Ouyang Shaochen: "Mother and son Du, is there any movement?"
The secret guards of the Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion are near the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion, and they know every move of Du's mother and son.
Ouyang Shaochen picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "For the time being, I'm at peace, nothing happened... Song Qingyan woke up, but the injury is quite serious, and she will have to rest for at least half a month to recover."
"Really? It seems that Ye Yichen's kick was very hard." Murong Xue said leisurely, her eyes were full of gloating: Ye Yichen is a high-ranking war god prince who hates conspiracy and schemes to frame him the most. , Murong Jian and Song Qingyan dared to give him a beautifying fragrance, they really didn't know how to live or die, Ye Yichen didn't cut them into seven or eight, they were lucky...
Looking at her beautiful smiling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a clear smile, and said lightly: "The doctor said that if that foot were any heavier, Song Qingyan's internal organs would be torn apart, and there would be no way to recover..."
so serious? Murong Xue's eyelids twitched: It seems Ye Yichen wants to kick Song Qingyan to death! It's just that he inhaled Meixiang, and his internal strength was more or less affected, so Song Qingyan was lucky enough to recover her life...
"Mother Du's mother and son were so frightened that they didn't dare to provoke Ye Yichen anymore. You have to find other ways to divorce!" Ouyang Shaochen said in a calm voice.
Murong Xue nodded: "I know!" Du's mother and son have always been bullying, and when they met Ye Yichen, a murderous god, they had no time to hide, and they would never go together to seek their own death.
Song Qingyan was just her first move, throwing stones to ask the way, finding out the old prince Jing, Ye Yichen was also careful and prudent in everything in Prince Jing's mansion, trying to plot against them, getting them to agree to divorce is not a simple matter...
"Senior Ouyang, Miss Murong!" The elegant male voice came to her ears, Murong Xue raised her head, and saw Dongfang Li Kuo striding over, her dark purple clothes fluttering in the wind, she was indescribably chic and noble.
"Seventh Prince!" Murong Xue's eyes widened in surprise: Why did he come to Luoxue Pavilion
"Today is next day's detoxification day, Miss Murong will not forget it!" Dongfang Li looked at Murong Xue, with a hint of teasing in his elegant voice.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "Of course I haven't forgotten, I'm going to Xiaoyao Palace later..."
"Miss Murong is not in good health, so I won't bother you to run back and forth. I am a sick person, so I should come to see a doctor. From now on, let me come to Miss Murong's place for treatment every three days."
Dongfangli said softly, took the white cloth bag in Huo Tong's hand, and shook it with a smile: "I'm also ready for the leeches, and I can start treating them at any time."
Murong Xue: "..." The planning is really thoughtful, and the preparations are really complete!
Ouyang Shaochen's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Dongfangli coldly: "Luoxue Pavilion is Xue'er's boudoir, not a medical clinic. You are a big man, how can you run here every now and then?"
Dongfang Li didn't take it seriously: "The prince Ouyang doesn't come here often!"
After living in Prince Xiaoyao's mansion, he went to see Ouyang Shaochen almost every day, but every time he failed. After checking, he found out that Ouyang Shaochen came to Prince Jing's mansion to look for Murong Xue every day at dawn.
"Can this son be the same as you?" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at him, eyes full of contempt.
"What's the difference?" Dongfangli raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "Senior Ouyang is not married, and neither is my subordinate. His Royal Highness Ouyang has no marriage contract, nor is my subordinate. His Royal Highness Ouyang keeps himself clean, and he has never been close to a woman... "
Murong Xue's eyelids twitched, why did the conversation between these two people get weirder the more they heard it
Looking sideways at Ouyang Shaochen, I saw a little coldness flickering in the bottom of his eyes, the hands under the sleeves were slightly clenched, and the silk sleeves were about to flutter, she hurriedly said: "It's getting late, I Let's detoxify the Seventh Prince first!"
"Thank you, Ms. Murong!" Dongfang Li smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a shallow arc, no matter how he looked at it, he was proud and provocative.
Seeing him walk to the recliner and prepare to sit down, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, and with a light wave of his hand, the green bamboo recliner was seven or eight meters away in an instant: "It's just a drug, what kind of recliner is lying on, just sit on the chair. "
"There's no one sitting on the reclining chair, and it's empty too. Why can't my prince use it?" Dongfang Li frowned and looked at Ouyang Shaochen.
Ouyang Shaochen said coldly: "Because the reclining chair is for the exclusive use of this prince and Xue'er, no one is allowed to touch it."
Murong Xue stared at the sky speechlessly. These two people had some inexplicable conflict: "Seventh Prince, you can find a chair to sit on. The most important thing is to suck out the toxin."
"Okay!" Hearing her words, Dongfang Li was too lazy to argue with Ouyang Shaochen, nodded, sat on a bamboo chair, leaned against the back of the chair, unbuttoned his outer robe and inner garment, revealing his white and strong chest .
Murong Xue blinked, and was about to get up and walk over, when Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand and grabbed her: "You are a young woman, it's not appropriate to put a leech on Dongfang Li's chest, you should talk about the acupuncture points, let me let you go." Huo Tong let it go."
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, and said leisurely: "The toxin near his heart veins has been absorbed for three or four times. It can no longer be attracted by simple leeches. It needs to be combined with a few silver needles to make the toxin dissipate quickly..."
"Let Huo Tong prick!" Ouyang Shaochen gave his opinion unceremoniously.
"I don't know medical skills." Huo Tong glanced at him with a low voice.
"You should know the acupuncture points, just stick the silver needle a few inches below the acupuncture points!" Ouyang Shaochen casually pointed out.
"But… "
"Don't worry about it, your master, take care of yourself!" Ouyang Shaochen interrupted him, took a sip of the tea in front of him, and held Murong Xue's little hand tightly with his jade fingers.
"Young master!" Huo Tong looked at Dongfang Li in embarrassment, but saw that he was looking at the hands of Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, frowning slightly, and finally said after a long while: "Come and put leeches on this prince. "
"Yes!" Huo Tong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to Dongfangli's side, opened the cloth bag, and was about to take the leech, when a gust of wind blew by, a purple figure suddenly fell in front of them.
Murong Xue stood up, looked at his handsome and cold face, and frowned tightly: "Ye Yichen, what are you doing here?"
"Come to discuss the marriage with you." Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue, paused every word, and there was a look in his eyes that others could not understand.
"Discuss marriage?" Murong Xue sneered disdainfully: "What are you kidding?" What she is thinking about now is how to divorce him.
"I'm not joking. My father's old illness has relapsed, and there is no cure for it. Doctor Sun suggested that I get married..." Ye Yichen said in a low voice, his eyes flashed with a seriousness that had never been seen before.
Murong Xue's eyes froze: "You mean, let me celebrate!"