"Ouyang Shaochen!" Murong Xue turned around and stared at Ouyang Shaochen viciously.
Ouyang Shaochen looked indifferently, looked down at her and said, "You said that holding the little white rabbit was tiring."
"But I didn't ask you to throw it away!" Murong Xue was furious. How could he be willing to throw away such a cute little white rabbit
"Beibei is also very cute, why don't you hug him so happily?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep: the little white rabbit was given by Mu Liufeng, and Beibei can be regarded as his gift.
"Beibei is too big, it's inconvenient for me to hold it!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark: the rabbit is different, such a small one can be held in the hand or hugged in the arms.
It turns out that she likes the little white rabbit so much because it is easy to hug...
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an almost invisible smile...
"You pay for my little white rabbit!" Murong Xue stepped forward and beat Ouyang Shaochen viciously.
Ouyang Shaochen grabbed her mischievous little hand, and said helplessly: "I will order someone to find that rabbit immediately."
"What you say is what you say!" Murong Xue looked at him without blinking.
"Of course, when have I lied to you?" Ouyang Shaochen smiled softly, held her little hand, and led her slowly towards Xiaoyao Wangfu: the little white rabbit had run away without a trace. Even if we find a cute rabbit, it will definitely not be the one just now.
He can give her whatever she likes, no need for others to give it to her.
Walking into the Xiaoyao Palace, Murong Xue glanced coldly at the guest houses, and said leisurely: "My lord, which guest room do I live in?"
"The guest room has not been occupied for a long time, and it is not suitable for people to live in..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and Shi Shi moved forward.
"Then where do I want to live?" Murong Xue frowned at him.
"This son's courtyard can accommodate people!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was light.
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, and lived in Ouyang Shaochen's courtyard, which was relatively close to him. Ye Yichen and Qin Haoyan would both be afraid, and they wouldn't come to make trouble easily, which is a good thing: "Then I live in the East Wing, or the West Wing? Carriage?"
"The one in the middle!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue was startled: "Isn't that your room?" She came to Xiaoyao Palace this time to stay for a few more days, she didn't just stay for an hour or two and then leave.
"In the Xiaoyao Palace, the room of this son is the safest!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and walked into the yard.
Murong Xue was about to refute, when she looked at the latticed window not far away, she suddenly remembered that there was a soft couch in front of the window in Ouyang Shaochen's room, she could live on that soft couch, although the soft couch might not be as comfortable as the carved bed , but it is still possible to take a few days off.
Murong Xue was thinking with a smile, and saw Xun Feng and Wu Hen coming out of the room, carrying a big object in their hands, which was exactly the soft couch she had just thought about.
Murong Xue was startled: "Why did you carry the couch out?"
"Your Majesty was going to practice calligraphy in the room, so the humble officials carried out the soft couch and replaced it with a set of sandalwood tables and chairs..." Xun Feng replied in a low voice.
I want to practice calligraphy and go to the study room. What kind of sandalwood table and chairs should I put in the bedroom
Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen, and said angrily: "There is no soft couch in the room, where should I sleep?"
"Isn't there a bed? Of course it's on the bed!" Ouyang Shaochen said casually, and Shi Shiran walked into the room.
Murong Xue frowned tightly: "That's your bed, it's not suitable for me to sleep there..."