Husband and wife are harmonious and have been in love for many years. Murong Rou has always thought that her husband is devoted to her. She never thought that on the day of her accident, her husband's concubine and seven or eight-year-old concubine appeared in front of her, which made her life worse than death , but also to take away her Marquis of Wu'an position, she is really a double whammy, unlucky enough...
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at Murong Rou, and said calmly: "Do you think she will quietly wait to be divorced?"
"Probably not!" Murong Xue shook her head, her eyes dim: Murong Rou is not someone who is easy to compromise, she will not just accept her fate like this, but now Murong Rou is sitting on the ground stupidly, motionless, her gaze She was also in a daze, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking...
There was a greasy and sticky feeling from her fingertips, Murong Xue frowned puzzled, looked down, and saw two deep tooth marks on the back of Ouyang Shaochen's white hand, blood was slowly spilling out , the bright red blood flowed down Ruyu's fingers, falling drop by drop to the ground...
She was in a hurry to watch the fun just now, she only detoxified Ouyang Shaochen, but she didn't have time to bandage his wound...
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally, she pulled out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and gently and quickly wiped the blood on the back of his hand.
Looking at her guilty gaze, Ouyang Shaochen smiled lightly in his obsidian pupils, and said lightly: "It's just a small wound, it's nothing serious, just wipe it slowly, don't worry."
Murong Xue hummed indiscriminately, wiped off the blood on the back of his hand, took out a bottle of wound medicine, and carefully applied it on the wound. With her gentle rubbing, the wound medicine gradually seeped into the skin, icy and cool. Yes, the sharp pain gradually eased.
Under the sun, Murong Xue is standing pretty, her fair and delicate skin exudes a moist luster, her beautiful little face is bright and charming, her dark eyes are misty, and her cherry red lips are lightly pursed, as if she is waiting for you to pick her. !
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were as deep as ink in an instant, he slowly lowered his face, and his thin lips gently approached her pink lips...
"Murongxue!" A rough call suddenly sounded, Ouyang Shaochen came back to his senses, and left Murongxue for a while, a little sullenness flashed in his deep eyes, she really came at the wrong time.
Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen stood side by side, did not see his movements, looked around, and saw Yuan Fangfei walking slowly with the support of two rough envoys, her complexion was slightly pale, and her footsteps were slow. A little staggering, with several white muslin bandages wrapped around his arms, it was obvious that the injuries were not serious.
"Is something wrong?" Murong Xue looked at her indifferently: Murong Rou and Song Qingyan, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, could both survive the fire, and they were as strong as Yuan Fangfei, so naturally nothing too serious would happen.
"That... Thank you for saving me. I, Yuan Fangfei, will always remember your life-saving grace. If you need help with anything, feel free to come to General Yuan's mansion to find me." Yuan Fangfei said proudly, full of pride!
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a smile: "Okay!" No matter whether she really needed Yuan Fangfei's help or not, she accepted Yuan Fangfei's gratitude.
"Then I'll go back first, remember to come to General Yuan's Mansion..." Yuan Fangfei urged in a deep voice, walking slowly towards the fast horse not far away.
"En!" Murong Xue nodded, and watched Yuan Fangfei jump onto the horse. She put away the wound medicine in her hand, took out a white handkerchief that had never been used, and carefully wrapped the back of Ouyang Shaochen's hand.
"Murong Rou is about to leave!" Qingyue's voice came to her ears, Murong Xue looked up and saw Murong Rou stood up and stumbled towards a luxurious carriage, her eyes were dazed and lost.
Murong Xue blinked, and noble ladies and daughters came over one after another. If Murong Rou continued to slump on the ground, it would definitely make people think, leaving is the wisest choice.
The sun is gradually setting to the west, and it is already time (15:00 to 17:00 in the afternoon), it is getting late: "Let's go too."
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, took Murongxue's wrist, and walked into the carriage of Xiaoyao Palace.
The luxury carriage is covered with velvet blankets, which are warm, soft and extremely comfortable. There is a sandalwood table in the middle, and a small food box is placed on the table. The lid of the food box is lifted slightly, and the aroma is overflowing, which makes people Salivating.
Murong Xue suddenly felt a sense of hunger in her stomach, and then she remembered that it was already past lunch time, but she hadn't had time to eat lunch yet.
Opening the lid of the food box, I saw two bowls of porridge, two bowls of rice, and several steaming delicate side dishes inside.
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, and she took out the food as quickly as possible, put it on the sandalwood table, and said loudly: "My lord, it's getting late, let's eat!"
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, picked up the bamboo chopsticks to pick up a dish, and didn't want to, the dish just left the dish, and fell back in a slump.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled.
"My hand is injured, I can't hold the food..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and put down the bowl and chopsticks, as if he was alone and unable to eat anymore.
"Senior Ouyang, your left hand is unharmed, and there is a small spoon in the food box!" Murong Xue reminded with a smile, even if he can't use chopsticks with his left hand, he can still use a small spoon, which is very convenient for picking up vegetables and rice.
"The snake venom just now was very powerful. My left hand is limp, and I don't need much strength..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, with a dejected look on his face.
"Don't you even have the strength to hold a spoon?" Murong Xue frowned, looking at him without blinking.
"No!" Ouyang Shaochen shook his head, his eyes were dark: "The whole hand seems to be paralyzed by poison, and it doesn't work at all..."
The snake venom in his body has almost been eliminated, even if there is still a little bit left, it should be that the right hand is weak and weak, and the left hand is so far away, it is impossible to be affected! Could it be...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, and she glared at Ouyang Shaochen viciously: "Your Majesty's left and right hands can no longer hold the bowls and chopsticks, how can I eat?"
"I don't need it for the time being, it won't be too late to use it when my hand regains consciousness." Ouyang Shaochen said softly, his eyes light.
"The snake venom is so powerful, when will the son regain consciousness..." Murong Xue asked slowly, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, a smile that was not a smile.
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously: "It shouldn't be too long, it doesn't matter if you go hungry for a meal or two."
Murong Xue shook his head in disapproval: "People are like iron and rice is steel. Your noble body, how can you be hungry? If you don't dislike him, how about I feed you?"
The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled into a very shallow arc, which disappeared in an instant, and he looked up at Murong Xue: "Will this...would it be too much trouble for you?"