Murong Xue walked into the carriage, and sat slowly by the window, Ouyang Shaochen also walked in, and sat elegantly by the window opposite her.
Yuan Fangfei's rude urging voice came from outside the car: "It's time soon, it's really getting late, Murong Ji, hurry up and leave."
"Mother, I'm leaving." Murong Ji quietly glared at Yuan Fangfei, reluctantly said goodbye, Shi Shiran walked to the carriage, stepped on the stool and walked up slowly.
Yuan Fangfei was impatient with waiting, and rudely mentioned Murong Ji, and threw it into the carriage with a 'snap': "You are a big man, can't you hurry up when you get in the carriage? You are so slow to death. .”
Murong Ji was caught off guard, and was thrown heavily to the ground. The bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, the pain was unbearable, and the circles of his clear eyes were slightly red: Ever since he was a child, his parents loved and spoiled him, and they had never been harsh on him. , what is Yuan Fangfei? How dare you abuse him...
"What are you doing blocking the door of the carriage? Sit back and make room for me." Yuan Fangfei said angrily, and stretched out her hand to push Murong Ji.
Murong Ji's thin body groaned and fell inward, and with a 'bang', he hit the wall of the car. He was dizzy and his ears were ringing, and his eyes were full of stars. His eyes were burning with raging anger, and he waved his palm viciously. Called: "Yuan Fangfei, I will fight with you!"
From last night to now, Yuan Fangfei was either critical of him, accusing him, or slapping him hard, tossing him all over his body, he was fed up, he was really fed up with this man woman, he didn't want to If he bears it any longer, he will teach this tomboy a lesson and vent his anger on himself.
The fierce palm wind rushed towards her face, Yuan Fangfei sneered disdainfully, reached out and grabbed Murong Ji's wrist, and slammed it wildly around, Yuan Fangfei's rude reprimand pierced through the clouds, resounding through the sky: "How dare you fight with my old lady, You are impatient to live..."
"Bang, bang, bang!" Across the two-story car wall, Murong Xue could still clearly hear Murong Ji being thrown to the ground of the car, the sound of heavy impact on the car wall, and the slight shaking of the sturdy carriage.
Her eyelids twitched violently: "Did Yuan Fangfei dump Murong Ji like a sandbag? Did she hit her so hard? Is Murong Ji still alive?"
"Yuan Fangfei grew up in a military camp. She has a sense of control. She won't throw Murong Ji to death, but injury is certain." Ouyang Shaochen said casually, picked up the books on the sandalwood table, and carefully Look carefully.
"That's true!" Murong Xue nodded. Murong Ji is her fiancé, so naturally she would not kill her, but: "With such a strong wife, Murong Ji will always be the one who is bullied. Hope to have a good time.”
Of course, as father-in-law and mother-in-law, Murong Jian and the Zhou family don't want to have a good life, because Yuan Fangfei's daughter-in-law is very powerful and has a strong natal family as the backing, which is beyond their control...
A light flashed in the corner of her eyes, Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, looked up, and saw Ouyang Shaochen holding a bronze mirror, and put it in front of her: "Put your hair in a good bun."
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded, and went to the Summer Resort with you. Her clothes must be dignified and her hair is in a bun.
Murong Xue combed her hair with a wooden comb, picked up a strand of ink silk in each of her left and right hands, turned it over, turned it over, but it couldn't be combed into a bun...
Ouyang Shaochen couldn't stand it anymore, sighed helplessly, put down the book, and took the wooden comb in her hand: "You don't know how to comb your hair!"
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "My bun is all red sleeves, Anxiang combed it for me, I have never done it..."
He knew it would be like this!
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her contemptuously, grabbed her hair and combed it carefully, the jet-black hair fluttered up and down in his jade-like hands, and in a short while, it was combed into the girl's favorite falling pony bun, which is more beautiful than red sleeves. , the dark fragrance should be combed delicately.
Murong Xue narrowed her eyes coldly, with a dangerous gleam in her eyes, she looked directly at Ouyang Shaochen: "How can you comb a woman's bun?" She combed it so proficiently and delicately, she definitely did not miss a woman's attention. Combing her hair in a bun, but it was obviously the first time he combed her hair...
"My father often combs my concubine's hair in a bun. After watching it for a long time, I learned it naturally." Ouyang Shaochen said casually.
"Really?" Murong Xue looked at him with raised eyebrows, obviously not believing his words.
"Smart people can learn everything by reading it once, unlike some people who are stupid and stupid. They can't learn every move after watching it thousands of times." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and glanced at her. The corners of the eyes and brows are full of disgust.
"You..." Murong Xue gasped, they were clearly talking about hair buns, how could they talk about smart and stupid things...
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, and put a pink lotus gold step hairpin on her bun.
Murong Xue suddenly remembered that when she left Luoxue Pavilion, she left in a hurry, only grabbed a hairpin, and didn't bring other jewelry, where did this pink lotus golden step come from
Puzzled, Ouyang Shaochen took out another pair of pearl earrings and carefully put them on her ears.
Murong Xue frowned slightly, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen with displeasure: "Why do you have women's jewelry on your carriage?" There are hairpins and earrings, and the matching is quite complete.
Ouyang Shaochen gently closed the exquisite sandalwood jewelry box, and said lightly: "I specially ordered someone to make this, and I wanted to give it to you as a birthday present, but I didn't expect that you didn't bring any jewelry today, so I gave it to you in advance ,Like it?"
A bright little face was reflected in the bronze mirror, and the gently swaying pink lotus gold step rock and the South Pearl earrings complemented each other, making her beautiful little face even more beautiful, as if it was tailor-made for her.
The exquisite bun and the beautiful jewelry Murong Xue likes very much, but, her birthday gift this year is over early, so is Ouyang Shaochen creating next year's birthday gift? It's too early...
The carriage stopped slowly, and Xun Feng's report sounded from outside the carriage: "My lord, you're outside the city!"
Ouyang Shaochen hummed lightly, "Sishi will be there soon, and we are about to leave immediately."
The emperor summoned so many ministers and family members, there must be many people outside!
Murong Xue blinked, opened the curtain and looked out, and saw that the official road was lined up with luxurious carriages, row after row, one after another, with no end in sight, and a pair of fast horses guarding them in good spirits. , standing very neatly and orderly.
Murong Xue coldly glanced at a number of guards, civil servants, military officials, and family members, and landed on a luxurious carriage. Looking at the sign hanging on the carriage, she frowned slightly: It was the carriage of Prince Jing's mansion, and Ma Li was in it. It should be the old prince Jing, the old concubine Jing...