"It's much better." Murong Xue said softly, and touched the wound through the silk handkerchief. The wound had long since stopped hurting, and it was still slightly itchy, indicating that the wound was healing.
"Can you go a long way?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her lightly.
"If you take a horse-drawn carriage, the road is more stable, and you can walk a longer distance. If you ride a horse, you can't go too far..." Murong Xue said lightly, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled: "Why do you ask this? "
"The emperor brought the queen, concubines, and princes to the summer resort. Ministers of civil and military affairs of the third rank and above can go with their families..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
"Really?" Murong Xue's eyes lit up. The Dragon Boat Festival is over, and the weather is getting hotter every day. There was no air-conditioning in ancient times. Every afternoon (11:00 to 13:00), she would be very hot: "Then I I also want to go to the Mountain Resort!"
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her injured left arm and frowned slightly: "The Summer Resort is more than a hundred miles away from here, your wound..."
"My wound is not very deep. Let's go in a carriage, let the carriage go slower, nothing will happen..." Murong Xue said anxiously, lest Ouyang Shaochen would not believe it, she stretched out her hand to remove the bandage on the wound Sipa: "If you don't believe me, take a look, the wound has healed very well..."
"Don't look at it." Ouyang Shaochen reached out his hand to stop her, looking into her gleaming eyes, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Since you want to go to the Summer Resort, wash up and change clothes quickly, Sishi (9:00 a.m.) By 11 o'clock) we will be leaving."
"Ah." Murong Xue was startled, and looked at the hourglass on the bedside table: "It's almost time!"
"That's why I told you to hurry up." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, looking like you are so stupid.
Murong Xue's bright face darkened instantly, and she said viciously, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
"I called, but you didn't want to wake up." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his eyes full of helplessness.
"You..." Murong Xue choked, and stared at him viciously: her vigilance has always been good, if Ouyang Shaochen had called her, she must have woken up long ago, so she would not have slept until now, he must have never called her , never called her...
"If you delay any longer, the emperor will be leaving." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, the corners of his mouth curled up in a graceful arc.
Murong Xue glared at him bitterly, then reluctantly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, took out a dress from the closet, and quickly walked behind the screen.
There was the sound of rushing water behind the screen, and a clear smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian eyes: It's rare to see her in such a hurry...
A snow blue skirt flashed in the corner of her eyes, it was Murong Xue who came out from behind the screen, her bright little face was clean, her dark pupils were clear and cold, her slender figure was like a willow in the wind, and her long skirt fluttered gently The ground is clean and spotless.
Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils flashed an imperceptible astonishment, he watched Murong Xue walk in front of him, pulled his wrist, and hurried out: "It's getting late, let's go quickly "The black hair was blown up by the wind, brushing against Ouyang Shaochen's cheek, soft, soft, and sultry.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered unnaturally: "Why didn't you comb your hair?"
"It's too late, let's talk in the carriage." Murong Xue replied casually, dragging Ouyang Shaochen out quickly.
From a distance, I heard a rough scolding voice: "Grandma, how many times have I told you that the pastry should be salty, salty, why do you let the kitchen make so many sweet pastries?"
Murong Xue looked up, and saw Yuan Fangfei and the Zhou family standing outside the gate of the Hou Mansion, arguing fiercely.
Mrs. Zhou looked at Yuan Fangfei and snorted disdainfully: "Ji'er likes to eat sweet cakes. As a mother, why not prepare some for him?"
"It's true that a mother loves her son, but don't forget, I am your future daughter-in-law. When you prepare things, you must also think about my taste. I don't like sweets, I want salty pastries..." Yuan Fangfei condescended Looking at her, the corners of his eyes and brows are full of arrogance.
Mrs. Zhou sneered in her heart, she didn't make the appointment ceremony, she didn't even write off her horoscope, she put on the airs of a daughter-in-law on her face, it was really abominable, Ji'er was her own son, she naturally felt distressed, and Yuan Fangfei What is it, dare to ask her, I really don't know what it means.
Mrs. Zhou snorted disdainfully, but with a lukewarm look on her face, she casually perfunctory: "The kitchen is probably too busy, I didn't make your pastries, and it will be Sishi soon, and it's too late to make them now." …”
"That's it, then I won't leave for the time being. When the salty pastries from Zhen Guohou's Mansion are ready, when will I start?" Yuan Fangfei said leisurely, and sat down on the steps next to her, leaning her head against the person next to her. The stone lion raised its legs, and its leisurely appearance made Mrs. Zhou furious: "Yuan Fangfei, how could you do this?"
"Why can't I do this?" Yuan Fangfei looked up at Mrs. Zhou, with her chin raised high, her eyes full of pride: "This trip to Beijing is a long way away, I can't afford to walk a hundred miles hungry..."
"You..." Zhou choked with anger, her eyes ignited with raging anger, she worked hard for a long time before she calmed down, Ji'er hadn't entered the barracks yet, she couldn't tear herself apart with Yuan Fangfei, Yuan Fangfei's arrogance and domineering, she endured it for the time being: "Come here, go to Linjianglou to buy some salty pastries."
"Yes!" The servant took the order and left.
Yuan Fangfei stood up satisfied, and said with a smile, "Thank you, mother-in-law."
Zhou's face was gloomy, and he snorted angrily, turned to face Murong Ji, and told him carefully...
Looking at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who had almost become enemies, the corners of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a smile, with a strong daughter-in-law like Yuan Fangfei, the Zhou family would never have a good life in the future...
"Murong Xue!" Yuan Fangfei was the first to see Murong Xue, and greeted softly.
"Miss Yuan!" Murong Xue also responded politely, and said casually, "Didn't Miss Yuan say she was going to the military camp today? Why haven't you left yet?"
Yuan Fangfei raised her voice and said: "The emperor issued an order to go to the Summer Resort. We will not go to the military camp today, but go to the Summer Resort instead. After returning from the mountain villa, we will go to the military camp again. Are you going to the Summer Resort?"
"Yes." Murong Xue nodded, Zhen Guohou was among the third-rank officials, and he could go to the Summer Resort with the emperor.
"Then let's go together, and we can be companions." Yuan Fangfei suggested loudly, and most people on the street heard it.
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded. Although Yuan Fangfei's appearance was a bit rough, she was quite upright and would be a good partner.
"It's getting late, it's time to leave." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and pulled Murong Xue to the carriage of Xiaoyao Wangfu, opened the curtain, and pushed her up...