Murong Jian's eyes were deep. Su Nanxiang is the eldest daughter of the Su family, and the eldest granddaughter of Emperor Su's master. She has a noble status. The man she will marry in the future is either the prince or the eldest son. Ji'er's status is too low and there is nothing special about it. His qualifications, talent and learning, Master Su will never let his granddaughter marry over...
"You won't think of a way to make Su Dishi have to agree to this marriage?" Wei Jinxian lowered his voice, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a smile that was not a smile.
Murong Jian's eyes narrowed slightly: "This... is not good..."
"What's wrong? When Su Nanxiang used your son, he didn't soften his heart. Now, Mr. Ling just uses her to get a suitable official position, so he can't bear it anymore..." Wei Jinxian looked at Murong Jian with raised eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and brows were twitching It's a mockery.
"This..." Murong Jian hesitated.
Wei Jinxian raised his voice and said: "It's good to rely on one's own ability to gain rank and rank, but Mr. Murong should know that the promotion of civil officials depends on many things such as talent, learning, political achievements, etc., while the promotion of military officials only needs to be flexible in mind, strong in martial arts, and versatile. Military merit is enough, the governor heard that Murong Ye performed very well in the army, and was appreciated by General Zhang..."
Murong Jian's sharp eyes narrowed sharply. Murong Ye is already a third-rank ginseng leader, and he is overwhelmed invisibly. If Murong Ye is promoted again, he will be far away from him. How can he have the capital to seize control again? The position of prince...
Seeing his gloomy expression, Wei Jinxian stared intently, turned around, and strode forward, his cold farewell voice came in the wind: "I still have something to do, I'm going back to Dongchang first, Mr. Murong carefully think about it."
Looking at his receding back, Murong Jian's eyes flashed a meaningful...
Bits of golden light shone through the lattice windows onto the big bed in the inner room of Zhaoning Hall. Murong Xue, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, slowly opened her eyes, looking at the light blue curtain and the light blue brocade quilt, she spat out a long Taking a deep breath, I went back to the cage and slept until now, what time is it
Murong Xue looked out sideways, only to see Ouyang Shaochen leaning against a big pillow, sitting obliquely beside her, long snow-colored clothes flowing down the bed, indescribably noble, Tsinghua University .
He was holding a few letters in Ruyu's hand, carefully flipping through them, but he didn't know what was written on them, he was so fascinated by it that he didn't even notice that Murong Xue sat up.
Curious for a moment, Murong Xue followed his gaze and looked at the letter in his hand: "What are you looking at?"
Ouyang Shaochen suddenly woke up with a clear voice, his eyes flickered unnaturally: "It's nothing."
Bai Yu quickly put away the letter with her fingers, her movements seemed a little flustered, a page of paper floated in front of Murong Xue, and the word "Su Nanxiang" came into view, Murong Xue blinked: "Hey, it seems that there is Su Nanxiang's name on it."
"No, you read it wrong." Ouyang Shaochen lied without changing his face, and rolled the paper into a roll.
"No, I can see clearly... Let me take a look again." Murong Xue said softly, reaching for the letter.
Ouyang Shaochen held the paper to avoid Murong Xue's claws, and said lightly: "It's just some boring letters, nothing to read..."
"But I don't think it looks like a boring letter..." Murong Xue said leisurely, tugging at his sleeves, reaching out to grab the paper, seeing that her little hand was about to reach the letter, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were fixed , the slightest bit of internal energy condensed into the palm of the hand, the letter instantly turned into flying ash, and fell to the ground in a flutter...
Murong Xueming's pretty face darkened in an instant, and she glared fiercely at Ouyang Shaochen: "If you're in such a hurry to destroy the corpse, is there some ulterior secret written on it?"
"No!" Ouyang Shaochen shook his head.
"Don't lie to me. If there is no secret written on it, why are you so eager to destroy it?" Murong Xue was furious, and her plain white hands pinched Ouyang Shaochen's cheeks and ravaged her, her jade-like face was covered with lines red marks.
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, looked at her lightly and said, "What do you think is written on it?"
Murong Xue's eyes sank, and she said angrily, "Is that... the love letter from Su Nanxiang?"
Ouyang Shaochen was startled, a strange look flashed in his eyes, he turned over and pressed Murong Xue under him, and looked at her with a half smile: "Are you jealous?"
Warm breath sprayed on her small face, Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally, she pinched his cheek viciously and said: "No, answer me quickly, did I guess right?"
"Xue'er, in what capacity are you asking me?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and Ruyu's fingertips gently stroked Murong Xue's delicate, porcelain-like face.
Murong Xue was startled, and said softly, "My friend!"
"Ordinary friends have no right to interfere with my private life, nor will they pay too much attention to my private life. Only when they like someone, will they care about that person's daily life..." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, with a clear voice There is a bewitching taste in it.
Murong Xue: "..."
What he means is that she likes him, she doesn't seem to feel that...
Looking at her ignorant gaze, a trace of helplessness flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and he kissed her lips like a dragonfly: "Do you hate me being so close?"
The moist touch spread from her lips, Murong Xue's slender body trembled, and she nodded lightly: "I don't hate it!" It seemed that she liked it a little...
"Then what about this?" Ouyang Shaochen's strong arms held Murong Xue tightly in his arms, his forehead pressed against hers, and her figure was clearly reflected in his obsidian pupils.
Murong Xue shook her head: "I don't hate it either!" She seems to have long been used to being close to Ouyang Shaochen...
"If Ye Yichen was so close to you, how would you react?" Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, looking at her for a moment.
Ye Yichen's stern face appeared before Murong Xue's eyes, her bright little face was slightly gloomy, and she said unceremoniously: "Kick him aside..." No matter how far you kick him, she doesn't want to see him at all...
Looking at her angry face, an almost imperceptible smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, Chun Chun was kind and seductive: "You don't like the closeness of other men, but you don't reject my closeness, which means that you like me Yes, understand?"
Murong Xue nodded thoughtfully: "I seem to understand..."
"Just understand." The corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curved into a light smile, and his thin lips were lightly printed on her pink lips, wantonly savoring the sweetness that belongs only to girls...
A little bit of pain came from her lips, Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, looking at Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face, her eyes froze, she held Ouyang Shaochen's face with both hands, pushed it away, and said viciously: " Ouyang Shaochen, you haven't told me yet, are those letters that were destroyed a love letter from Su Nanxiang?"