Ouyang Shaochen's gaze sank, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist: "You have no internal strength, you can't beat me."
The wrist in the palm of his hand was warm and soft, and he could still feel the softness and elasticity of her delicate skin through layers of clothes, and suddenly he was reluctant to let go.
Ouyang Shaochen has high martial arts skills and deep internal energy, but she has been sick for many years and her body is weak, so of course she can't beat him. She attacked him not to compete with him, but to escape.
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled into a weird smile, her slender arms suddenly spun in an incredible arc, cleverly broke free from Ouyang Shaochen's grip, kicked up the gravel on the ground and smashed it at him.
She turned around, and ran forward without looking back: Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts skills are extremely high, with her current strength, she can't be provoked at all, but she can hide!
Ouyang Shaochen turned sideways to avoid the gravel, watching her slender figure leaping into the grass and gradually running away, he didn't chase after her, just stood there with his hands behind his back, the snow-colored clothes embroidered with silver thread fluttered in the wind, reflecting He is elegant, noble, and magnificent.
She knew that her martial arts were not as good as his, and it would be bad for her if she continued to delay, so she made a sudden move to escape, such a smart move, such a quick reaction.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed an almost imperceptible light smile, a light flashed suddenly among the gravel, his gaze was fixed, Shi Shiran stepped forward, picked it up, and found that it was a crystal clear The white jade hairpin, the rose flower on the hairpin is exquisitely and elegantly carved, lifelike, and seems to have a faint lotus fragrance unique to her body.
A flash of light flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's dark eyes, and a barely visible smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: Murong Xue, we will meet again soon!
After leaving the cliff, Murong Xue ran all the way, until the strength in her whole body was almost exhausted, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, then she stopped. Looking back at the way she came, it was empty, and the surroundings were also quiet, except for her. , she breathed a long sigh of relief: Ouyang Shaochen didn't come after him, it's a blessing in misfortune!
As soon as she relaxed her whole body, she felt pain in her left arm. She pulled up her sleeve and saw that there were five black and blue finger prints clearly on the place where Ouyang Shaochen had grabbed her. His face darkened in an instant, and he gritted his teeth: Ouyang Shaochen!
"Sister!" A pleasant voice called out, Murong Xue put down her sleeves and looked around, only to see Murong Ye running over in a hurry, looking her up and down, her jade-like eyes were full of worry :"How are you?"
"I'm fine!" Murong Xue said with a smile.
Murong Ye frowned when he heard that, his sister insisted not to be a side concubine, and disobeyed Ye Yichen's intentions, after he caught up with her, he would definitely teach her a lesson, how could she be fine...
"Ye Yichen... er... Where's Ye Yichen?" Murong Ye scanned back and forth, left and right several times, but couldn't see Ye Yichen, so he couldn't help asking!
Although the younger sister ran tens of meters away first, but she didn't know light work, Ye Yichen must have caught up with her, why didn't she stay with her
"Fell into the mountain stream!" Murong Xue said calmly.
"Ah!" Murong Ye's eyes widened in surprise. How could Ye Yichen, who is so strong in martial arts, fall into the mountain stream
"You drove the lord into the mountain stream!" Accompanied by a cold voice of questioning, a man in Tsing Yi strode over, with sharp cold eyes flashing in his pupils, wishing he could put her to death!
The ten guards of Prince Jing's Mansion were divided into two teams behind him and lined up one by one. The bloody aura emanating from their bones was daunting!
Murong Xue casually glanced at the man. The original owner had this person in her memory. She and Ye Yichen had only met each other a few times. This person always followed Ye Yichen: "Your name is Xu Tianyou, Mr. Xu, Please open your eyes and see clearly, I am just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, can I drive your famous God of War prince into the mountain stream?"
Xu Tianyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked carefully at Murong Xue. He saw her slender figure, as if she would fall if the wind blows. Her pair of catkins were as slender as jade, without any trace of martial arts training. Illness, the complexion of people who have been bedridden for a long time!
Such a weak person, if he really wanted to plot against Prince Jing, he would have been pinched to death by King Jing long ago, and he would never stand here intact: "Then how did the prince fall into the mountain stream?"
"I accidentally fell in!" Murong Xue's cold voice revealed undisguised gloating: Although Ouyang Shaochen used chess pieces to surprise Ye Yichen, the real reason for Ye Yichen's slip was to dodge the chess pieces. Be careful not to fall into the mountain stream, she is not lying.
"This is impossible!" Xu Tianyou vetoed sharply, looking at her with angry eyes that were about to burst into flames: "My lord is so powerful in martial arts, how could he make a mistake..."
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "Your prince is only honored as the god of war by the world, but he is not a real god. He is just an ordinary person with flesh and blood after taking off his radiant armor. Why not?"
Xu Tianyou choked, apart from martial arts, talents, status, and status, Prince Jing was no different from ordinary people: "But..."
Murong Xue interrupted him with a wave of her hand, and looked at him indifferently: "Mr. Xu has time to argue with me about the reason why Ye Yichen fell off the cliff. Why don't you take someone to the mountain stream to search carefully. If you're lucky, you might be able to find it." If you're unlucky to find Ye Yichen's body... oh... "
Xu Tianyou's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and he looked at her coldly: "You really want Prince Jing to die so much?"
"I don't care about Ye Yichen's life or death. I just see that the cliff is so high and the water is so fast. The possibility of Ye Yichen's survival is very small. I want to say hello to you and let you be mentally prepared. Don't panic and cry bitterly." Murong Xue said casually.
The words were clearly caring and considerate, but when Xu Tianyou heard them, they were cursing Ye Yichen in disguise. , the lord will definitely be lucky!"
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously: "Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky, you and I are not the king of Hades, who can say whether Ye Yichen lives or dies!"
"You!" Xu Tianyou gasped, he could see that Murong Xue was looking forward to Prince Jing's death in the mountain stream with joy, and she was cursing Prince Jing every sentence, and if he continued, he would be mad at her to death!
"Farewell!" Xu Tianyou flicked his sleeves and strode towards the cliff without looking back, followed by the guards of Prince Jing's residence.
"No!" Murong Xue responded casually.
Watching Xu Tianyou and the others walk away, Murong Ye looked at Murong Xue, his black jade-like pupils flashed with a rare solemnity: "Sister, Ye Yichen is really not the one who brought down the mountain stream?"
"Of course not!" Murong Xue denied it categorically. She admitted that what she did was not done by her, and she would not take it upon herself.
Murong Ye's high-hanging heart instantly relaxed, but his brows frowned even tighter: "What if Ye Yichen dies..."
"If you die, you'll die. What's there to worry about?" Murong Xue disagreed: If Ye Yichen hadn't chased her to the cliff, relied on his high martial arts, deep inner strength, and persecuted her viciously, how could he have offended Ouyang? Shaochen, was thrown off a cliff? Even if he really died, it was his own fault and responsibility.
Murong Ye sighed heavily: "You have a marriage contract with Ye Yichen, if Ye Yichen dies, others will say that you are Kefu."
Murongxue raised her eyebrows: "I have already proposed to Ye Yichen to divorce, his current concubine is Qin Yuyan, princess of Mobei, even if Ye Yichen dies, it should be Qin Yuyan who can win him."
Murong Ye shook his head, eyes full of helplessness: "Your engagement with Ye Yichen has not yet been dissolved, and Qin Yuyan's marriage to him has not been publicly announced. Ye Yichen is dead, and Kefu's is you!"
"Ye Yichen has fallen into the mountain stream. We have no control over his life or death. Don't think too much about it. It's getting late. Let's go home!" Murong Xue said with a smile, a dark light flashed in her eyes: She doesn't care about Ke Kefu at all, the most urgent thing is that she wants to return to Beijing with great fanfare, no matter whether Ye Yichen is alive or dead, she will give him an unexpected 'big gift'!