A panicked call came to his ears, Yuan Fangfei stopped and looked back at him casually: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you about this kind of thing!" Zhou gave her an annoyed look: Ji'er's future is the most important thing. For Ji'er's future, they can temporarily put up with this tomboy!
"My Yuan Fangfei's husband must be a man of indomitable spirit, and a wimpy crying bag is not good enough for me!" Yuan Fangfei said arrogantly, and strode over. Zhou's eyelids twitched violently at the sight of her menacing appearance. Jump: "What are you going to do?"
"Take him to the military camp for training!" Yuan Fangfei said proudly, grabbed Murong Ji by the collar, and strode forward with him.
Murongji was half-hanging in the air with his feet on the ground, his head ached, his face ached, his arms ached, and his legs ached. He looked at Mrs. Zhou pitifully, and the twinkling of water in his pupils made Mrs. Zhou's heart ache. Just about to call Yuan Fangfei to stop, Murong Jian stretched out his hand to stop her: "It's a good thing Ji'er can enter the barracks..."
"I know, but Yuan Fangfei has laid such a heavy hand on Ji'er, what will happen to Ji'er?" Zhou's eyes were full of worry.
"Don't worry, Ji'er is Yuan Fangfei's fiancé, Yuan Fangfei won't take his life!" Murong Jian's eyes were deep: Ji'er has lived under the protection of him and the Zhou family since childhood. It's a good thing to let Yuan Fangfei beat and beat her without any hardships!
"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, let's go to the military camp during the day and stay at the mansion at night. Remember to order your servants to leave us dinner!" Yuan Fangfei's rough reminder came to her ears with the wind, Zhou's well-maintained little girl His face darkened in an instant: It's not enough to harm Ji'er during the day, but at night, he has to go back to Zhen Guohou's mansion to harm them, it's really abhorrent...
Yuan Fangfei and Murongji's family disliked each other a little bit. Although they were not on the verge of being on the verge of breaking out, the relationship between them was still a bit stiff. However, it was not her business to care about them, and she didn't bother to ask them. They watched by themselves. do it.
Murong Xue blinked, turned to look at Ouyang Shaochen: "There is a restaurant in front, let's go have breakfast!" She had lunch yesterday and didn't use much dinner, and it's time for breakfast today, she is very hungry up.
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, and Shi Shiran turned around.
"My son!" Xun Feng appeared suddenly, and whispered a few words in his ear mysteriously.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes darkened, and he looked at Murong Xue apologetically: "I have something to go back to the palace, so I can't have breakfast with you."
"It's okay, go get busy if you have something to do, I can have breakfast by myself." Murong Xue said with a smile, she turned around and was about to leave, but Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his arms to hold her, and brushed her thin lips lightly like a dragonfly. Past her pink lips!
The moist touch came from her lips, Murong Xue only felt a bang, her eyes widened in surprise, the faint scent of black bamboo lingered on the tip of her nose, her gaze was still dazed, unable to recover for a long time.
Looking at her misty pupils, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a smile in his eyes: "I'm leaving, after you eat, go back home early!"
Qingyue's voice came to her ears, and Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, staring at his fading figure with hatred, her eyes burning with anger: Isn't Ouyang Shaochen an ancient Qingyan man? To actually send her a goodbye kiss in full view of the public is more open-minded than a modern person of the 21st century.
However, the place where they were standing was relatively remote, and Ouyang Shaochen just touched the water and left, no one should have seen it, right
Murong Xue looked around guiltily, and was looking into a pair of angry eyes. He was standing not far away, tall and tall, his handsome face was stained with deep anger, and the crimson brocade robe followed suit. The wind was light, and a strong tyrannical air lingered around him.
"What were you doing just now?" The angry question pierced her eardrums and hit her heart. Murong Xue frowned tightly, and said angrily, "It's not up to Prince Jing to intervene in my affairs!"
"Have you fallen in love with Ouyang Shaochen?" Ye Yichen asked coldly, approaching step by step, with little imperceptible anger flickering in his pupils: He came to the capital from the summer resort overnight to meet her, unexpectedly, unexpectedly Saw such a scene!
"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at him, the corners of her eyes were full of ridicule.
"Don't like Ouyang Shaochen!" Ye Yichen said in a low voice, looking at her for a moment, his sharp eyes flashed with a rare seriousness.
"Why do you meddle in my affairs?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly.
"It's just because I like you!" Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue, and paused every word, deep affection flashed in his dark eyes!
Murong Xue turned a blind eye and sneered disdainfully: "Would you like me? Stop joking!"
After she came to Qingyan, she could still vividly remember all the evil things Ye Yichen did to her. He even dared to bluntly say that he liked her, and he didn't even make drafts when he lied. .
"What the king said is true..."
Murong Xue interrupted him with a wave of her hand, and looked at him coldly: "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me. I can tell you clearly now that I don't like you, and I don't want to appear in the future." In front of me, so as not to be annoying!"
Ye Yichen's handsome face was instantly gloomy and terrifying: "It seems that you really like Ouyang Shaochen..."
I don't like him, but I like Ouyang Shaochen, what a logical paranoid! She and him really have nothing to say.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully, turned around and walked forward, Ye Yichen asked coldly behind him: "Where are you going?"
"Go back to the house to rest." Murong Xue replied to him indifferently: Seeing Ye Yichen, he lost all taste, and even saved breakfast.
"Don't rush back to the mansion, this king will take you somewhere!" Ye Yichen said coldly, turned around, and in the blink of an eye came to Murong Xue, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her forward quickly go.
The slender wrist was caught hotly, Murongxue's eyes turned cold, she opened Ye Yichen's hand with a wave of her palm, and said coldly: "I am not familiar with Prince Jing, and I am not interested in what Prince Jing said. If Prince Jing insists on making things difficult for others, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Then I will see how rude you are!" Ye Yichen's eyes froze, and he waved his palm towards Murong Xue.
Murong Xuexue narrowed her eyes slightly, and drew out the soft sword from her waist to meet her: Ye Yichen came to fight with her out of nowhere, and she didn't mind stabbing a few more blood holes in his body...
In an instant, the sound of fierce fighting sounded in the silent air. Two figures, one blue and one purple, went up and down, left and right, tightly wrestling with each other. It was hard to tell who was who. , people are dazzled to see, and the gust of wind blowing out the sword qi makes people's cheeks hurt...