Ouyang Shaochen was standing in the gazebo in front of the rockery, facing the wind, his snow-colored clothes fluttering gently with the breeze, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds above, like a dreamlike and beautiful picture...
He held a cup of green tea in his jade-like hand, sipped it slowly and lightly, and looked at the gate not far away with his deep eyes intentionally or unintentionally...
The steward of the royal residence strode forward and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the Minister's Mansion and the Minister's Mansion have sent congratulatory gifts, how do we arrange them?"
Although Ouyang Shaochen didn't hold a big birthday banquet, many famous nobles knew about his birthday, and the mansion that had a good relationship with Xiaoyao Wangfu still sent congratulatory gifts.
"You figure it out!" Ouyang Shaochen replied casually, his deep eyes swept across the gate of the palace.
"Yes!" The butler replied in a deep voice, and walked quickly to greet those who came to give gifts.
The sun rose higher and higher, and the people who came to give gifts came and went, and the gifts at the gate of Xiaoyao Wangfu were almost piled up into a hill, but that familiar figure never appeared, Ouyang Shaochenjun Yi's face sank slightly: "Is there any news from Wuhen?"
"No!" Xun Feng suddenly appeared and shook his head slightly.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were dark: If there is no news, then everything is normal and nothing happened to Xue'er...
Xun Feng glanced at the sun that was about to rise to the middle, and said cautiously: "My son, do you want to go to the Zhen Guohou's mansion to take a look at it?" Miss Murong clearly promised to accompany the son on his birthday, but it was almost noon and she still hadn't arrived yet.
"No need." If she wants to come, she will definitely come, if she doesn't want to come...
Ouyang Shaochen felt an inexplicable sense of irritability, he threw the teacup aside, strode out of the gazebo, and walked towards the study not far away...
Just at this time, Mu Liufeng walked into the palace, holding an ancient folding fan in his hand, walking leisurely forward, and the sandalwood robe fluttered flutteringly, exaggerating his innate nobility and monstrosity even more.
Seeing Ouyang Shaochen, his eyes lit up, he quickly chased after him, and said with a smile: "Master Ouyang, happy birthday, I wish you every year today, every year today..."
Ouyang Shaochen turned a deaf ear and strode forward with a gust of cold wind.
Mu Liufeng frowned puzzled: "Ouyang Shaochen, today is your birthday, why are you so unhappy? Could it be that you and your little lover are having trouble..."
"Bang!" The open study door was suddenly closed, shutting Mu Liufeng out.
Mu Liufeng stepped back quickly, the door still touched the tip of his nose, a sour feeling spread from his nasal cavity, he rubbed it hastily, stared at the door of the study bitterly and said: "Ouyang Shaochen, you send such a What are you doing with your temper? It’s inexplicable…”
There was silence in the study, Ouyang Shaochen didn't know what he was doing.
Mu Liufeng raised his eyebrows, and saw a slender figure from the corner of his eye, an almost imperceptible joking flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Ouyang Shaochen, your little junior sister, Miss Sunan Xiangsu is here to celebrate your birthday …”
"Get lost!" A teacup flew out of the study and hit Mu Liufeng heavily.
Mu Liufeng had been on guard for a long time, and reached out to catch the teacup. He didn't want to, but the strong internal force on the teacup still made him take two, three, four, or four steps back before he stood still, and his arms felt numb...
The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. He had known Ouyang Shaochen for so long, and it was the first time he saw Ouyang Shaochen lose his temper: "Is something wrong with Xiaoyao Palace?"
"No!" Xun Feng mechanically shook his head.
"Then why is your family so angry?" Mu Liufeng asked in confusion.
His sweetheart broke the appointment, the prince was naturally very angry...
Xun Feng slandered in his heart, seeing Su Nanxiang who was standing pretty, his face sank slightly: "Did Shizi Mu come here with Miss Su?"
"Forget it, we met on the way here, so we came to Xiaoyao Wangfu together." Mu Liufeng said casually, and suddenly remembered Ouyang Shaochen's unceremonious shout, and smiled embarrassedly: "Su Girl, don't mind, Ouyang Shaochen just yelled at me, not you."
Su Nanxiang smiled softly, the prince was in a bad mood, Mu Liufeng would naturally be scolded by the prince for hitting the muzzle of the gun, she didn't say anything, and she didn't do anything, of course the prince scolded her...
"What gift did Miss Su bring to Ouyang Shaochen?" Mu Liufeng asked with a smile, raising her voice deliberately to ensure that everyone within ten meters could hear it.
"It's a night pearl!" Su Nanxiang said lightly, took out a delicate sandalwood box, opened it gently, and a pale golden light shot out, and Mu Liufeng suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Golden night pearl, It turned out to be a golden night pearl, a rare treasure in the world!"
He has seen many Ye Mingzhu, but this is the first time he has seen the golden Ye Mingzhu.
Su Nanxiang was very satisfied with Mu Liufeng's shock, and smiled lightly, with a little pride in his eyes: "I heard that Ouyang Shizi has the habit of reading at night, so he chose this Ye Mingzhu as a gift for him!"
The light of the luminous pearl is basically pale white, clear and cold, but this golden luminous pearl emits a light golden light that is exactly the same as the sun's light. Reading under this luminous pearl is like reading a book during the day. There will be no damage in the slightest...
"Miss Su really has a heart." Mu Liufeng admired, and said loudly towards the study: "Ouyang Shaochen, why don't you come and take a look? The rare golden night pearl in the world!"
It was quiet in the study, without any movement.
"It seems that Ouyang Shaochen is not interested in the golden night pearl..." Mu Liufeng sighed helplessly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of teasing: it's not the person in his heart, no matter how good the gift is, it can't touch his heart... Alas, The delicate little girl put down her figure and came to give gifts in person, but Ouyang Shaochen didn't even pay any attention to her, she really has a heart of stone...
Su Nanxiang's beautiful face was slightly pale, and there were tears in her beautiful eyes. The Xiaoyao Palace is rich and luxurious, with all kinds of rare treasures. No matter how expensive a gift is, Prince Ouyang will not be rare, so she read it to the prince at night. Habit, found this golden night pearl as a gift for him, but he didn't even like it, to the point that he wasn't even interested in taking a look at it...
A black figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, and respectfully reported: "My lord, Miss Murong is here."
"Bang!" The closed study door suddenly opened, and Ouyang Shaochen strode out. His deep eyes passed over the people outside the door, and looked at the gate of the palace. He saw Murong Xue walking away quickly with a wooden box in his hand. Coming over, the light blue skirt fluttered with her walking, making her beautiful face more and more radiant.
A barely visible smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he said indifferently, "Why did you come here?"