As night fell, Murong Ye ran into the Luoxue Pavilion sweating profusely, his black jade-like pupils gleamed with excitement: "Xun Feng's sword skills are really good. After being taught by him like this, my sword skills are even better." In just a few hours, it has improved a lot... "
Listening to Jun's words is better than reading ten years of books, it is really not wrong at all.
Murong Xue was speechless looking at the sky. Since returning home, Murong Ye has been discussing swordsmanship with Xun Feng all the time. Breakfast is useless, and he only ate a plate of pastries for lunch. He is really diligent and studious to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep. Can you make up for all the years wasted when you didn't melt
"Where is Ouyang Shizi?" Murong Ye looked left and right, but he couldn't see Ouyang Shaochen, so he couldn't help asking: he was able to get Xun Feng's guidance, all thanks to Ouyang Shaochen...
"I have something to go back to Xiaoyao Palace!" Murong Xue said lightly, and looked up at him: "It's getting late, I'll talk about anything later, wash your hands and eat first!"
There were five or six dishes of small dishes on the stone table in front of him, the fragrance was overflowing, making people salivate, Murong Ye suddenly felt hungry, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten much all day, so he smiled unnaturally: "Okay! "
Putting the long sword on the chair next to him, Murong Ye quickly washed his hands, sat down at the table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and elegantly and quickly picked up the dishes for the meal. After a few mouthfuls, he found that he was the only one using it. He raised his head and looked at Murong Xue in bewilderment: "Sister, why don't you eat?"
"I've already eaten it, it's specially prepared for you." Murong Xue said lightly, pushing the side dish in front of him: "Eat slowly."
"Okay!" Murong Ye nodded, eating slowly, seeing Murong Xue's pretty face from the corner of the corner of his eye, he pondered for a moment, pretending to be careless and said: "Sister, you and Ye Yichen divorced."
"Yes!" Murong Xue nodded. It was not a secret that she and Ye Yichen had divorced. It had been rumored a long time ago and everyone knew about it. It was not surprising that Murong Ye heard the news in the military camp.
"It's good to retire, Ye Yichen, that cruel and heartless guy, is not worthy of you at all..." Murong Ye was filled with righteous indignation and held the injustice for her, his eyes flashed, and he lowered his voice: "That... sister, you and Ouyang Shizi... What's the relationship?"
"Friend!" Murong Xue replied softly.
"It's just as simple as being friends?" Murong Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at her, obviously not believing her words.
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Murong Xue looked up at Murong Ye.
He thought that would be his future brother-in-law, after all, he and his sister live in the same room and share the same bed, that's the intimacy only between husband and wife!
If Ouyang Shaochen became his brother-in-law, he could take good care of his younger sister and teach him sword moves from time to time, it would be a great thing to kill two birds with one stone...
But looking at her younger sister, she doesn't have that kind of thought for Ouyang Shizi, but why did she let Ouyang Shaochen sleep in her room...
Murong Ye was puzzled, and was about to ask tactfully, when a young servant walked over quickly: "Young Master, Second Master, please go to the front hall to explain."
Murong Jian invited him, it must be a bad thing!
Murong Ye curled his lips and said casually, "What's the matter with him?"
"Go back to the young master, there are guests coming to the Hou's mansion, the second master invites you to accompany me in the front hall." The servant replied respectfully.
Murong Jian's friends are all of the same species, so he doesn't bother to go to the front hall to flirt with them!
Murong Ye snorted softly, and said leisurely: "The Marquis has something to do tonight, so I won't go..."
"This..." The boy frowned, and was about to speak to persuade, when a familiar voice came over: "Cousin, why are you so busy? Don't even have time to eat together?"
Murong Ye looked up, only to see Murong Ji walking in swaggeringly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of arrogance!
His black jade-like pupils narrowed, and he said casually: "It's some trivial matters in the military camp, which need to be sorted out carefully. My cousin has never been in the military camp, so you don't understand even if I tell you..."
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, and she looked at him in amazement: Murong Ye has learned how to sarcasm people, it's not easy, it seems that the military camp is really good at training people...
Murong Ji's complexion is slightly gloomy, isn't it just that he has been training in the military camp for a month, what is there to be proud of? He will soon be able to enter the barracks: "Today is our old friend of the Zhen Guohou's mansion. As a Zhen Guohou, it is too unreasonable not to entertain..."
Murong Ye didn't take it seriously: "It's fine to have my second uncle entertain him, he is my elder, it's reasonable to entertain guests on my behalf..."
"But that uncle asked to see my cousin by name!" Murong Ji said calmly, looking at Murong Ye with raised eyebrows.
"That's it!" Murong Ye's eyes were dark. He is the Marquis of the State. Whether he enters the court or stays in the military camp in the future, he will come into contact with many civil and military officials. He also plans to get acquainted with those uncles and uncles who have a good relationship with his father. : "Let me go to the front hall to have a look."
Murong Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up leisurely, and solemnly told Murong Xue: "Save the food for me, I'll be back soon."
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded, looking at Murong Ye's gradually walking away, her cold eyes narrowed slightly: In order to snatch Murong Ye's position as Marquis of the State, Du has been trying every means to block Murong Ye and The contacts of the big family friends actually offered to let Murong Ye get in touch with them this time, something is not quite right...
Murong Xue's gaze sank, she quickly walked out of Luoxue Pavilion, and chased after Murong Ye and Murong Ji.
On the smooth bluestone road, Murong Ye and Murong Ji walked side by side, Murong Ji's eyes flashed, and he said softly: "Cousin, what do you usually do in the barracks?"
"Just shoot arrows, practice swords, and deploy soldiers to fight... One day you will know when you enter the barracks..." Murong Ye's casual tone was full of perfunctory.
Murong Ji's complexion was slightly gloomy, and there was hidden anger churning in his chest, but he suppressed it and said in a low voice, "Is my cousin still used to being in the military camp?"
"It's okay." Murong Ye nodded, and said casually: "Practicing swords during the day, and shooting swords is more tiring. Naturally, eating well and sleeping soundly at night..."
Delicious? Sleep soundly? Is it the life of a pig? Strictly calculating, Murong Ye is just a stupid pig. After training in the military camp for so long, except for being good at talking and mocking people openly and secretly, I really haven't seen any improvement in him!
A stupid person will not become wise no matter how hard he tries!
A trace of contempt flashed in Murong Ji's eyes, and he looked at the rockery pond that was close at hand, a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly: "Cousin, look, what kind of fish is swimming in that pond... "
"Is the pond in our mansion raising fish?" Murong Ye said puzzledly, looking up at the pond.
Murong Ji's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to push Murong Ye...