Looking at her guilty and evasive gaze, Duan Wuluo sighed helplessly: "You should avoid doing things like hoeing the strong and helping the weak in the future. If something is too tragic and you have to intervene, you must also ask why." , don't act like you are doing now..."
"Understood." Cang Ying nodded unwillingly, and looked at Murong Xue, her eyes were burning with raging anger, and she said viciously: "Cousin, Murong Xue hurt me, you should do it for me!" Teach her a lesson..."
"Yingying, don't mess around, it's not Miss Murong's fault in this matter..." Duan Wuluo said each word with a serious look.
"Brother, what does my cousin mean, this matter is exposed like this, and all my sufferings are for nothing?" Cangying looked at Duan Wuluo in surprise: her cheeks were so red and swollen by Murong Xue that she was almost swollen. Unconscious, cousin is not going to avenge her...
"The troubles and suffering you caused are your own fault, no wonder others..." Duan Wuluo looked at her and said coldly.
Cang Ying's dark pupils were filled with tears instantly, she stared at him wrongedly and said: "Cousin, you are biased, you are unfair, I don't accept it!"
It was Murong Xue who pushed her, so she was beaten up by the ugly man. Not only did my cousin not help her, but he even blamed her for taking it upon herself? She's really mad at her, she's not a fool, how could she go up and beg for a beating by herself
"If you don't accept it, go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital immediately, and don't wander around in Mingzhou City anymore." Duan Wuluo replied to her unceremoniously, her eyes were as cold as ice: "Since you came to Mingzhou City, you have been causing trouble almost every day. , I finish my business every day, and I have to deal with all the troubles you caused. I am tired and troublesome. When you leave, I also happen to be quiet... "
The icy voice came into her ears and hit her heart directly. Cangying's body trembled, she stared at Duan Wuluo in a daze, her eyes were full of shock and disbelief: "You chased me, you actually chased me... I hate you to death it's..."
Cang Ying screamed, pushed Duan Wuluo away with all her strength, tapped her toes lightly, and her slender figure flew towards the distance like an arrow leaving the string...
Watching her gradually disappearing back, Duan Wuluo sighed softly, then turned to look at Murong Xue: "Yingying is spoiled, Miss Murong, please forgive me..."
"Duan Taishou is too serious." Murong Xue said lightly, with a perfunctory taste in her cold voice: Cangying is an idiot and brain-dead, and she doesn't know how to make friends with Cangying, and she doesn't bother to say polite words...
Duan Wuluo didn't take it seriously, and smiled softly: "It's getting late, Mr. Ouyang, Miss Murong might as well stay overnight at the prefect's mansion."
Murong Xue looked up at the sky, only to see that the sun had already set in the west, and it was indeed getting late: "Thank you, Prefect Duan, for your kindness. There are many inns in Mingzhou City, we just need to stay in inns..."
She and Ouyang Shaochen are from Qingyan, while Duan Wuluo is the prefect of southern Xinjiang. At the critical moment of the war between the two countries, it is better for them to avoid taboo...
Duan Wuluo smiled softly: "There are too many people in the inn, which is not conducive to rest. It is not as quiet as the Taishou's Mansion. Ouyang Shizi and Miss Murong are traveling all the way, and they need a good rest. Living in the Taishou's Mansion is much better than staying in an inn. Times…”
No matter how good the prefect's mansion is, they are not suitable to go!
Murong Xue blinked, and was about to refuse again, when Ouyang Shaochen spoke first: "So, let's bother Prefect Duan..."
"Young Master Ouyang, you're welcome... It's getting late, let's go back home!" Duan Wuluo smiled slightly, tapped his toes, and darted straight to the painting boat not far away.
Murong Xue frowned, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled, as if she was saying: "What are you doing in the prefect's mansion?"
"Accommodation, it's quiet and safe, much better than an inn where people come and go." Ouyang Shaochen looked at her lightly, the corner of his mouth curled up meaningfully.
Murong Xue glared at him angrily, took a wooden paddle, paddled lightly, and floated slowly towards the boat: Ouyang Shaochen is indeed a quiet person, he likes to live in the prefect's mansion, so let's live in the prefect's mansion...
Looking at her slightly gloomy little face, Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils showed a clear smile. Standing in front of the railing of the painting boat, he stared lightly at the sparkling lake, saw the ugly man, and saw him stepping out of the water Head out, grabbing the side of the big ship, about to climb up...
The corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up in a strange arc, and with a light flick of the fingers under his sleeve, a strong internal force shot out, mercilessly passing through the ugly man's throat, blood spurted out, and the man's body shook. Stiff, with eyes wide open, with a 'plop' sound, he fell into the clear lake water, splashing countless water splashes...
"What's the matter?" Murong Xue frowned, turned around and looked over, only to see circles of ripples rippling on the calm water, apart from that, there was nothing...
"It seems to be something on a big boat that fell into the water." Ouyang Shaochen explained casually, and said softly: "It's getting dark, we have to go ashore as soon as possible, come here quickly."
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded, turned around, lightly paddled the wooden oar, and slowly floated towards the boat: a lot of things on that big boat were damaged, and it's not surprising that something fell into the water...
On the water behind him, the ugly man's body floated up gently...
Ouyang Shaochen glanced lightly, a cold light flashed in his dark pupils, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. From the corner of his eye, he saw Murong Xue's boat floating under the painting boat. He Shi Shiran walked to the edge of the painting boat, stretched out his hand Gently helping Murong Xue...
The prefect's mansion is far away from Minghu Lake, after Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue went ashore, they arrived in a carriage after traveling for half an hour.
As night fell, lanterns were lit in the prefect's mansion, illuminating the mansion as brightly as day. Murong Xue followed Duan Wuluo, Ouyang Shaochen walked into the prefect's mansion, and walked slowly along the Qingshi Road, walking around carelessly. Look down.
I saw that the pavilions and pavilions in the Taishou's mansion are extremely exquisite, the small bridges and flowing water are very elegant, the garden is full of mountains and peaks, and the vines are shaded, which is very elegant. The columns in the corridor are carved with lines of famous poems, the carvings are exquisite, It's breathtaking.
Murong Xue blinked, the grandeur of the mansion is yet exquisite, Duan Wuluo is an elegant person...
"Murongxue!" A voice of surprise came to her ears suddenly, Murongxue looked around and saw a young man, he was dressed in a black brocade suit, noble, mysterious, with only a purple gold hair on his black brocade hair. The crown of hair was tied up lightly, the dark pupils were crystal clear, and the innocent face was filled with a pure smile, he walked up to her quickly, stretched out his hand to hold her little hand: "Murong Xue, it's really you! "
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, he grabbed Murong Xue's arm, pulled her behind him, and looked at Gong Qianyu coldly: "Prince Gong, whether a man or a woman can kiss each other..."